of being trained to be a hunter himself, had given him these skills anyhow, and it only seemed natural to put them to good use.
That wasn’t what he told his brother, though. “Yeah, I can pull the wool over people’s eyes. And I do most of the research and know most of the lore. And I’m good with the weapons and the hand-to-hand.” They arrived at the Impala, and Sam gave his brother a grin as he stepped up to the passenger door. “So, uh, what do I need you for, exactly?”
Before Dean could construct a reply, his phone started playing Deep Purple’s “Smoke on the Water.”
“For that matter,” Sam added, “I’m the one who showed you how to download ringtones.”