"Oh I know plenty about demons. I'm here for a girl.", Poe muttered to the man in front of him. The man mentioned being a psychic which piqued his interest. The Winchesters were just part of the plan, it seemed. Of course they were. It seemed that everything led back to the Winchesters. "There's a girl. She's supposed to be coming here. Blonde, about yay high.", he described the person he was looking for as he watched Sam Winchester leave with a girl matching the exact description. He couldn't approach them. The younger Winchester was dangerous, almost as dangerous as his brother. If he was attached to the girl in some way, getting her away would be a struggle. Kicking the dirt under his boot, he turned back to the man. "I'm Poe."