"All right man. 'll see you soon." And he feels better already. Glad that he gave Benny his number. So what if it's not really an emergency - right now Dean needs some sense of connection, something to help him make sense of the world around him.

Sam? He'll be fine. Working a minor case while Dean takes the Impala and hits the road without comment. He'll only be gone a few hours. Maybe crash for the day.

A fresh bottle of decent whiskey in hand, a few hours later Dean pounds his fist on the door. "Yo, Benny. You in there?"