[While Sam was researching tourist traps, Dean gathered up the breakfast dishes and got to washing. It really wasn't the worst thing in the world to be stuck doing household chores for a few days. Sometimes, he actually missed doing the little, mundane things. Things that didn't involve being flung around, clawed up, or chewed on.]

[Since it had been just the two of them eating, the washing up didn't take long. Dean made a last swipe of the table and the stove with the dish rag, tossed it onto the counter, and then wandered out into the living room to join his brother. He flopped down onto the couch beside Sam, sprawling out comfortably.]

Find anything exciting?