[b]LEXI AND SAM[/b] Still clutching her takeout coffee, something she was very much grateful for from Dean, she re-entered the bunker with the others, the size of the place still amazing her even now. So to see Anya do a 360 degree circle as she gazed around the place, she could fully understand how and what she must be thinking. She also understood why Dean told Anya about not touching anything that wasn't labelled, something she really didn't want to witness if something went drastically wrong. She did however roll her eyes at Dean saying about getting her a whiteboard, guessing that Anya would have that covered as it wouldn't be her first rodeo staying somewhere and needed a form of communication. Anya snapping her fingers at Dean and pointing at her bags did make Lexi smirk and stifle a chuckle, already deciding that she was liking this girl. Sam too found Anya's snapping her fingers at Dean rather amusing, just he was better at hiding it than Lexi was. "I will, don't worry" he said back to his brother, then turning to Anya he gave a warm smile. "Let me show you to a room where you can put your bags down. Then I can give you a tour of the place if you want before we decide on where to go with helping you?" he suggested, hoping it would be a start at least in making up for his earlier blunder with her. "Dean why don't we start doing some kind of research or call around to see if anybody knows what happened to the colt?" Lexi then suggested, not really know where to start other than figuring out some kind of timeline. Then she remembered, she didn't know Anya's father's name. "Oh! Before you two go, Anya, what was your dad's name and when was he killed over the colt? Me and Dean can start from there to create a timeline to help us all out" she explained to her. In her eyes, she didn't see any other way to start on this situation. She was tired of people having loved ones dying because of this job or world. If her dad wasn't a hunter, then why did he even have a hold of the gun? Was he a collector of antiques or firearms? She just didn't understand any of it. Sam thought it could all wait, but it seemed Lexi had other ideas. "At least let her put her bags down somewhere first" he countered, wanting to show he was somewhat on Anya's side. Lexi sighed and nodded, "Okay..sorry Anya. Sam's right, if you wanna put your bags down first by all means do." she apologised.