Three?

[Mary raises an eyebrow back at her son.]

So this is probably a bit of an ... expedited situation?

[Sam clears his throat before rubbing the back of his neck.

"Sort of? There were some unexpected consequences from the last job we worked."

Mary nods, before gesturing back to the table.]

Well, sit. Eat. We can tell me all about it over food.

[She then sees Lydia as people part ways, and glances back to her other son.]

Are you and Dean ...?

[He did say they were both bringing special someones after all. Lydia's eyes widen and she quickly shakes her head.

"Oh, God no. I'm just a tagalong. Lydia."]