The next morning, Dean doesn’t completely trust Sam, so he checks the last number dialed and hears Ruby answer the phone. Uncle Bobby calls back and says the only way to kill a Siren is to coat a bronze dagger with the blood containing the drug the Siren uses to infect her victims.

Their first thought is to retrieve the blood samples the coroner took, which is probably better than my first idea, which was for one of the boys to sleep with the Siren and take the sample during the act.

At the hospital, they get stopped by Nick Monroe, a real FBI agent who wants to check their credentials. They give him the number of their supervisor and Uncle Bobby answers one of his many phones to confirm their story while heating up some lunch wearing a “Kiss the Cook” apron. Uncle Bobby is pretty darn cool because he calls his nephews “stupid idiots” and the Sirens “tricky bitches.”

Nick believes them and he goes back to the strip club with Dean while Sam stays behind to get the blood samples. Nick instantly falls in love with Dean’s 1967 Chevy Impala and at the Honey Wagon, the two trade classic rock trivia. I think Dean is in love. Nick shows Dean some flower petals he found at all the crime scenes, and Dean recognizes them.

The petals are the same ones in the coroner’s office, where Sam finds out the blood samples were “stolen.” The coroner decides the best solution is to get Sam drunk and seduce him, which works quite well. She says she’s in love with parts of him, like his lips, but I’d argue that the whole is greater than the sum of its parts, as exquisite as those parts may be. Her plan works and the two engage in some hot sex.

Dean calls Sam that night to tell him what he learned, and after Sam defends the coroner, Dean figures out Sam slept with her, prompting him to ask his younger brother, “What is with you and banging monsters?” So true.

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