E/O Challenge: Stall
Sam looked incredulously at Dean, who had THAT look in his eye.
"Stall them? Are you high?"
"You're the smarty-pants in the fam, bro, think of something," Dean said with a wink, pocketing his glock and readying for his mad dash for the door.
"They're zombies, Dean! What the hell do you expect me to do, tell them a story?"
"Great idea, Sammy! Tell them the one with the stalk and the big guy. Riveting stuff!" A pat to Sam's shoulder and he was off running.
Mouth agape, Sam slowly stood.
"Hey guys. So, once upon a time…"