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[elinorwise]

Rufus: What?
Dean: Hi, uh, Rufus?
Rufus: Yeah, even if I am, the question is still the same. What?
Dean: Uh, I'm Dean Winchester. I'm a friend of Bobby Singer's.
Rufus: So?
Dean: You called him this morning.
Rufus: So?
Dean: Uh... you told Bobby about a British chick who made contact with you.
Rufus: And so?
Dean: You know where she is?
Rufus: Yeah.
Dean: Great. Could you tell me where I could find her?
Rufus: No.
Dean: Course not. Look, Rufus, man...
Rufus: Look, let me point something out to you. You are knocking at my door, so don't "Look, man" me. I'm not your man.
Dean: I'm sorry, sir.
Rufus: All right, let me tell you a little story. See, once upon a time, Bobby called me, asked me to call him if I got a whiff of this Bela Talbot. I got a whiff. I called. The end.
Dean: Okay, yeah, if you could just tell me where she is, I mean, that would be great.
Rufus: Dean Winchester, right?
Dean: Yeah.
Rufus: Dean, do I look like I'm here to help you?
Dean: I'm gonna say no?
Rufus: Then get the hell of my property.


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