An eye arched as she looked between the brothers and an almost exasperated sigh escaped her lips. What was with the men on this ship?!

Dream on Sam.

"I know," Jean simply said to Sam, ignoring Dean's hot chick comment for the moment. He was lucky she was in a good mood and didn't accidently knock him off of his stool. "I'm Jean," she paused, her other eyebrow arching up to match the other.

She leaned in a little bit and dropped her voice down into a whisper. "By the way... I can read minds. Just thought you'd like to know that."