The second the man opened the door, Sam again snapped his head to look at him, annoyed this time. But he wasn't going to confront him.

Sam was tired and he just wanted to sleep. But he wasn't going to be able to and that wasn't FAIR.

So in front of the man's eyes, he dissipated into a black smoke cloud and speed away from the Impala and the room, disappearing on the other side of the motel.

He would try another day. After all, Sam was patient.