35. Heat of the Moment

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[Mystery Spot]

(I have this as my Tuesday alarm clock song. Does anyone else?)

MOTEL ROOM

♪ Heat of the moment ♪

Sam's eyes snapped open and he sat up in bed.

♪ Telling you what your heart is ♪

"Rise and shine, Sammy!" Dean called as he sat on the other bed and tied his shoes.

Natalia laced up her combat boots, tapped her foot to the song, and said, "Don't make me jump on your bed!"

Sam shot her a look and said, "Dude. Asia?"

"Come on, you love this song and you know it," Dean replied.

"Yeah, and if I ever hear it again, I'm gonna kill myself."

Dean turned up the volume. "What? Sorry, couldn't hear you."

♪ It was the heat of the moment ♪

Dean and Natalia started bopping along and Sam shook his head.

♪ Heat of the moment. Heat of the moment. Showed in your eyes ♪

In the bathroom, Dean gargled loudly and Natalia brushed her hair as she hummed.

"Whenever you're ready, Dean, Natalia," Sam said.

Dean pulled out a black bra. "This yours? Nat, is this yours?"

Natalia shook her head while Sam glared.

Dean laughed, rummaged in the bag and pulled out two guns and handed one to Natalia. "Bingo."

He and Natalia went past Sam to the door as Dean asked, "Now who's ready for some breakfast?"

DINER

The door chimed as Sam, Dean and Natalia entered.

The cashier gave Mr. Pickett some change. "Drive safely now, Mr. Pickett."

"Yeah, yeah," Mr. Pickett replied.

The cook in the background called, "Order up."

Sam, Dean and Natalia found a booth.

At the counter, a waitress said, "Can't stay unless you order something, Cal. You know the rules."

Cal passed her some change. "Some coffee."

Dean noticed a poster on the wall. "Hey. Tuesday. Pig-in-a-poke."

"Hmm," Natalia hummed. "Sounds pretty good."

"You two even know what that is?" Sam asked.

A waitress, Doris, walked up to their booth. "You boys and girl ready?"

"Yes," Dean replied. "I'll have the special, side of bacon and a coffee."

Natalia gave her order next. "I'll have the special, a side of sausage and a hot tea."

"Make it two coffees and a short stack," Sam said.

"You got it," Doris told them.

Dean looked at his brother. "Nat and I are telling you, Sam, this job's small fry. We should be spending our time hunting down Bela."

"Okay, sure, let's get right on that - where is she again?" Sam retorted.

"Shut up."

"Look, believe me, I want to find her as bad as you two do. In the meantime, we have this." He pulled out some papers.

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