Sam

Adam: Oh goodie… we have someone coming to the gates… Sam: oh gods… what on heavens grounds is that smell they both see you approaching Adam: ugh it’s one of those… looks disgusted Sam: great, just what we don’t need here is a freaking hellion… disgusting. looks at you state your presence, filthy demon. Adam: yeah, you better explain grabs mist bottlewe don’t tolerate your kind here… get your brimstone out of heaven