( Sammy's got the right idea. Pork rinds. And by that, Sam knows how much his brother needs his road food. Yeah, they're a few hours out from seeing Cas and Jack, but they needed gas. And with gas comes road fuel. And if you're Dean, that means salty artery-hardening goodness. Sam will settle for whatever manufactured salad abomination he'll barely eat.
He leaves Sam by the car when he makes his way inside. He finds the pork rinds easily and grabs a few Slim Jims for good measure.
As he approaches the one person at the register, he recognizes her voice first. She seems like she needs that look. He's been here before. Something pings - something about an old friend's explanation. ) Is there a problem here?
( But, whatever the explanation here, they need the old badge. His junk food in his left hand, he brings up the badge to his right. )
Agent Martin and this here is Agent Lannister. Give it up, Lannister. You tried the nice way, now we're going by the book. Now, we need that license plate... ( He spies the guy's stained name tag. ) Kenny.
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He leaves Sam by the car when he makes his way inside. He finds the pork rinds easily and grabs a few Slim Jims for good measure.
As he approaches the one person at the register, he recognizes her voice first. She seems like she needs that look. He's been here before. Something pings - something about an old friend's explanation. ) Is there a problem here?
( But, whatever the explanation here, they need the old badge. His junk food in his left hand, he brings up the badge to his right. )
Agent Martin and this here is Agent Lannister. Give it up, Lannister. You tried the nice way, now we're going by the book. Now, we need that license plate... ( He spies the guy's stained name tag. ) Kenny.