Sam, Dean, I love you like my own. I do. But sometimes...sometimes you two are the whiniest, most self absorbed, sons of bitches I ever met. I'm selfish? Me? I do everything for you. Everything! You need some lore scrounged up. You need your asses pulled out of the fire. You need someone to bitch to about each other. You call me and I come through. Every! Damn! Time! And what do I get for it? Jack with a side of squat!

Bobby