Dean watched the conversation going on between his brother and the girl who called herself Rhiannon. She was about average height, he would guess. Her friend--Anna--had been a lot shorter. And where Anna had been bright, this girl was dark. Dark hair, dark eyes, dark essence. It was such a contrast from what he had just witness that he was left wondering for a second how these two girls were even friends. He nursed the beer in his hands--a PBR, his favorite. While normally he would have fired off some questions of his own, for now he was content to watch. Sam seemed to be asking all the questions he would have, seemed just as suspicious as he was. But Bobby seemed okay, perfectly comfortable. He was just leaning against the kitchen table, nodding and mumbling things every now and then. IF Bobby was relaxed, Dean really didn't see any reason to be freaking out. He jumped about a foot in the air when the girl--Rhiannon, he had to remember that--let out a wail. His heart rocked around wildly in his chest and his instincts kicked in. Had it not been for the calming look Bobby sent him, he probably would have gone for his gun. Dean was a little more jumpy these days. He had reason to be. Everything that Rhiannon had mentioned about omens and disasters was true. It had all been happening and he felt like he kind of probably knew why. Although explaining that was another matter entirely. "Ah," Dean said as a way to try and lighten the mood. "I love Florida. How weather, hot chicks, hot--" "I really wouldn't finish that sentence." A voice from behind his spoke. Again, Dean found himself jumping nearly a foot in the air. His hand fell over his heart and he turned around to glare. It was Anna. She was standing behind him, hands on her hips. Her hair was wet and she was dressed in nothing but a pink, silky robe. She gave him a stern look and then turned her gaze to Bobby. The scowl instantly melted away. "You kept it!" She said, doing a little twirl. The ends of the robe fluttered slightly. "I thought you'd have thrown it out!" Bobby got a little red in the face and made a few mumbles. Dean could make out what he was saying, but Anna just nodded and beamed. She looked nothing like the tired, angry girl who had snapped at him earlier. "Go take your shower now," she told Rhiannon sternly. "Freaking make me hurry up and you're just standing there like an idiot." She shook her head.