The next morning…
"Can't believe I was talking to a rat," Dean grumbled. "A hippy rat! Frickin' nuts..."
"Why are you complaining? Have you seen my face?" Sam pointed at his shiner.
Dean grinned. "Everyday. Talk about scary."
He caught the pillow that came flying his way.
"Well, at least it was an animal," Sam said. "At first I thought you were talking to your candy."
Dean looked at the bag with a frown. "I'll be damned if I ever look at peanut M&Ms the same again."
Sam rolled his eyes.
He looked down in surprise.
Sunny beamed. "Howdy!"