Hush, says Sam. Still alive, isn't he? ...perhaps that's not the best argument to use. MOVING ON TO DEMONS.

Sam puts his elbows on his knees, carefully, after waving a hand at Dean in an 'okay, okay, so you win' sort of gestures. "Yeah, that'd be the kind of thing we could help with," he says, after listening to the description with a raised eyebrow. "Though - are we taking that claim at face value?" That to Dean, before to Titus, "Did anything else happen during this whole thing? Lights, smells, noises...anything might be important."

Already starting ticking on this. Yep.