Dean poured himself some whiskey, definitely needing it for this conversation, before holding up the necklace in his free hand.  He kicked back the shot of whiskey, and dangled the necklace from his hand.

“He says that Mika is alive.”, he blurted out, laying the necklace on the desk beside the whiskey bottle.  He smiled and gave a disbelieving scoff, pouring two glasses this time, “…he says that…Kenzi…is Mika.  You can see why I would be a little…concerned by that.”

He kicked back his second glass, and pointed at Bobby, “So, I’m asking you, in all your wisdom and your inability to lie to me, especially since you’re halfway through this bottle…”, he paused and stepped forward.

“Is Mika alive?”