"We're stuck in the middle of nowhere just hanging out until the next case pops up on the radar," Dean says, gesturing back at the motel behind them, letting the jab at his intelligence slide for the moment.. "Already saw everything there's to see in Bumfuckville, so now it's either daytime TV, listening to Sam ramble about some nerd stuff, or texting with you. Shows just how low I've sunk in life."