[And here is the surest sign that it's a trap, if it's any kind of trap at all: Dean doesn't even have to think. He'll finish up the light, both because he already started it and because he doesn't expect Jones knows what to do with electricity just yet.

Instead, back and shoulders straightening somewhat unconsciously under the scrutiny but still calm:] I got some tables from the dining hall up in the office, need their legs bent back straight. I'm not sure who bent 'em or how, but no one else needs any ideas.

You up for it?