[Funeralia]
INT. LAVEAU ART GALLERY
PORTLAND, OREGON
Rowena stopped at the bar, on the phone. "Hello boys. Hello, girl. I'm very sure I've done nothing that you know of to make you want to call, but how lovely to hear from you."
INT. BUNKER - LIBRARY
Sam, Dean, Kennedy and Castiel were on speakerphone.
"Rowena, that's not... we, um..." Sam began.
"You'll have to speak up."
"We need your help," Dean told her.
"Really?"
"We must assemble our most powerful allies to rescue our family and confront the Archangel Michael. Now, he's in an alternate universe so-" Castiel was cut off.
"Ah, the handsome angel is there, isn't he? Hello tweety pie."
"Um, hello."
"Lads, lady, obviously I'd love to help after what you... oh, Sam did for me, but I'm in the damp Pacific Northwest right now working on my own little project."
"Project?" Dean and Kennedy repeated.
"What project?" Sam asked.
"Oh, nothing for you to worry about. Just checking a few items off my little to-do list," Rowena replied.
"Sure, that didn't sound ominous," Dean muttered.
"Rowena, are you at a... party or something?" Sam questioned.
"I am, but I'm surprised you recognize the sounds of a party, seeing as how you're all work and no play."
"Look, we didn't call to talk. We... the world is in danger, Rowena," Kennedy said.
"And I'm currently surrounded by art that makes me think the world should be in danger. Best of luck to you boys and girl. My four little musketeers. Mwah." She hung up.
"Damn it," Dean and Kennedy muttered.
Castiel glanced at them. "You know, she's right. You never go to parties."
Sam, Kennedy and Dean exchange looks of disbelief and Dean shook his head.
Nadia skipped in, holding an Elsa doll and a picture book and sat next to the adults.
INT. ART GALLERY PARTY
Rowena approached one of the guests. "Good afternoon."
"Hello," Elizabeth greeted.
"You're Elizabeth Mahler, aren't you?."
"Yes. Do I know you?"
"No, but I know you. I saw you in the newspaper, didn't I? In the Oregon Tribune?"
"There's no need to bring up any of that unpleasantness."
"Of course not, my humblest apologies." Tango music started up. "Bernard, this is my song! Be a darling, will you?" She gave Elizabeth her handbag and said to her, "Glad you could make it too." Rowena danced the tango with Bernard and at the last move, he dipped her in front of Elizabeth and Rowena muttered, "Mors Lumena!"
Elizabeth screamed and spontaneously combusted. Rowena smiled at Bernard.
INT. BUNKER - KITCHEN
Dean made himself and Kennedy a cup of coffee, and spoke with Castiel.
"You know what? Forget Rowena," Dean said. "There's gotta be some other way we can track down Gabriel and hijack his grace."
"Even though he could be any place on earth?" Castiel asked.
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