Jack: Why are we lying on the ground?
Claire: You tripped and knocked yourself unconscious so I laid down next to you so Sam and Dean think we're just chilling.
Jack: Claire, I need you for this. You're sneakier than I am. You're a bigger liar. You have no moral compass.
Claire: Look thanks for all the compliments but breaking into one stupid party? That's not even a challenge.
Jack: It would piss off Dean.
Claire: Now, we're talking.
Claire: I need to stop taking shots at your intelligence.
Jack: You don't do it that often.
Claire: Well, you miss a lot of it. There I did it again.
Jack: Did what?
Jack: I sort of did something and need your advice but I don't want any judgement or criticism.
Claire: ...and you came to me?
Claire and Jack: *running away from the police*
Claire: I mean, can't you just wave your hand and Jedi mind trick the cops?
Jack: I'm a nephilim, Claire, not Yoda.