Waverly's steps can be heard moving across the upper floor as she searches through first Champ's room and then the rooms where Shorty would stay on the occasional very late nights turned early mornings. A few moments later, she comes trotting back downstairs with her hands full of a couple barn coats and scarves. Champ's she tosses at Dean; she holds Shorty's up to Sam with a considering glance, then hands it over.

"It might be a little short, but it should fit everywhere else."