He didn't know her. On the ship, mostly that was a relief. It removed the uncertainty of how he was supposed to act. But she knew Jake, liked Jake. Jake would have told her things and he had no idea how to fill that role.

"Another friend? One of the...uh...I'm sorry, I never remember the name for your group. Morphers? ...no, that's Power Rangers, right?"

Bobby wagged his tail, not looking at all bothered by the petting. "He's not mine, he's Sam and Dean's, I just walk him when they're busy and we hang out. His name is Bobby."

He shrugged. "It's hard to tell? I think...a month maybe? Less or more doesn't really count for much here. Long enough that the tomatoes are pretty close to being ripe and the squash is starting to flower."