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         The next morning, Elena, Sam and Dean and the police are at the crime scene in the gym. Dean is looking at the body. "Any idea what the vic weighed beforehand?" Sam asks.

       "165." An Officer says.

       "So...180. Known fact—all women lie about their weight and age." Dean says and Elena glares at him.

       "Wait, you told that waitress the other day you were 29." Sam says.

       "Mm-hmm."

        "Need anything else, agents?" The Officer asks.

       "Yeah, is Sheriff Hanscum around?" Elena asks.

       "Sorry. She's out for the rest of the week. Hell of a time to take a vacation, right?"

        "Okay, so, we have two victims, with seemingly nothing in common except, uh—" Sam starts.

       "A love for eclairs. Check this out." Dean says. They both bend down to look at the body and he pulls up her shirt a little to reveal a large, circular red mark. "What is that? A birthmark?"

        "Huh. So the weight had to come off somehow, right?" Sam asks. "What if it's a suction mark?"

      "A suction mark? Okay. Uh, changeling?" Dean asks.

        "Yeah, but changelings only take over kids. Neither of the vics had any." Elena says.

        "And we don't know if Wayne McNut had a suction mark."

        "Unless we missed it." Sam says.

        Dean notices a hot girl walking in and talking to an officer. "Yeah. Well, we should, uh, split up. One of us should hit the morgue. The other should stay here and question the staff." He says.

        Sam notices what Dean is staring at. "I'll stay." He says.

       "Ain't gonna happen." Dean says.

       "Why?"

       "Because you're weird around girls." Dean says.

       "What does that mean, weird?" Asks Sam.

        "You're awkward. You know, weird—Sam. Weird. Sorry, man. I'm just... being honest." Dean walks away and Sam sighs.

       

       Dean is talking to the hot gym girl. "So, you were scheduled to close the gym last night?" Dean asks.

       "Yeah, but I didn't exactly lock up. Carol was still working out, and..." She sighs. "I had a date. I didn't want to shortchange her, you know? I mean, the poor girl has been working so hard to lose weight for her wedding. I slipped her the key, and I told her to lock up on her way out." She starts to cry. When she leans over the counter to grab a tissue her shirt rides up and Dean notices the same red suction mark on her back. "Oh, it's all my fault."

MOTEL ROOM
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        Dean is sitting on the bed with his back to the headboard and the laptop on his lap. Sam enters. "Hey." Sam says.

        "Find anything at the morgue?" Dean asks.

       "Yeah. Uh, so, Wayne was banged up pretty bad. But on the back of his neck, just below his hairline... suction mark—identical to Carol's."