I forced myself to stop.
"Miss, I already had some," I lied. "I'm good at this whole murder thing. I've hidden a body before."
"Then if you're so good at it, go get some," the woman said. "You got an hour to bring a man here. If not, we'll hunt you down and kill you." I left then, out the door. I was out of there. Sam was standing there. I looked up at him, and he smiled.
"I have an idea," I said.
A few moments later...
"I got one," I said as I stepped into the small room. The woman smiled, as she came in. Then her face filled with fear, as she saw Sam Winchester standing in her home. I smiled deviously.
"You idiot!" she yelled as I whipped out the long knife. Sam had a machete, and I smiled even brighter. Sam lunged, and a few seconds later the woman's head rolled onto the ground. Sam didn't look like he was having as much fun as I was.