Dean: That's it?
Ezra: That is a thousand-year-old olive carved by vestal virgins and dipped in the blood of... you don't want to know. Pulling this together wasn't easy. You and Ness both owe me, smoothie.
Dean: You can have whatever you want. Soon as we gank this thing.
Ezra: Yeah, yeah, take your twig, wise guy.
Dean: Well how's it work?
Ezra: You stick this end in his heart. Miss, he has you for supper.