Sam blinked when the woman spoke to him. He was holding a fork but none of the food around him was familiar. He put the fork down and looked around noticing he was no longer dressed in his normal clothes but a formal tux which made him shake his head.

A quick pat down revealed he didn't have his gun, demon knife or angel blade this was not good. Then he heard what the voice said and made a face. "With Hell you never really know," he replied looking grumpy, "it tends to like to screw with you for fun."

He then looked at his companion suddenly reminded of Jo which hurt. "I'm Sam Winchester. Who are you?"