Of course, we all know that Dean always keeps his cell phone on and available, but on those rare occasions that he misses a call, whether it's because he's out cold sleeping off a job, can't get to the phone in time, just doesn't want to talk to whoever's calling, or, you know, cooling his jets in Hell for four months, his voice mail does get used occasionally. Usually he doesn't give out his real number to strangers of course, but when it really matters (or when he's too drunk to realize the repercussions) he does occasionally.

Dean's Voice Mail

Hey, this is Dean Winchester. Leave a message. Beep.

Dude, I'm starving. I knew it was a bad idea to send you down to that bar/grill on your own, but come on, sprained ankle here. I'll look like an idiot trying to hobble my way down there. Not to mention it's a mile away and you took the car. (sigh) Yea. Okay. Hopefully I'll see you soon.

Mr. Nugent, my name is Victor. I'm calling on behalf of Busty Asian Beauties dot com. You failed to renew your subscription last month, so unfortunately we are forced to suspend your platinum membership. Simply call us back at 1-800-555-1245 to renew. Thank you.

Hey, Dean…. Um, it's Kathy. From last night? Listen…I think I left my, uh…bra in your car. Yea…. It's black lace and…okay, I doubt you have that many bras lying around your car…. Um, so if you could call me back, it was, ah (slight laugh) kind of expensive. 435-555-3534. Okay. Bye.

Dean, it's Bobby. I know you and Sam had a rough job last night, but I was hoping I could get in touch just to check up on you two. Actually, Sam told me that you decided you were Superman last night and were invulnerable to claws that were aimed at him. (sigh; murmurs idgit) Anyway, call me back so I know you're doing okay.

Dean…. Hey, it's Cassie. Ah…just wondering how you've been. Things here are good. I got a promotion at the paper. Um…so call me back. Just so, you know, so I know you're still breathing. Out there kicking monster ass. 'Kay. Bye.

Ah, hello. This is, ah, Brian Contor. I hope this number is right. I'm looking for Dean Winchester. A friend of a friend recommended me to you. He said I didn't need to leave any details on a message and if you know what I'm talking about, then, ah, you'll call me back. So we're over here in Kentucky. Number is 244-555-2948. Thanks.

You are such a friggin' jerk, Dean! I swear, you better come back with enough to pay me back. With interest. I didn't think I had to hide my wallet from my own damn brother. And really, how much did you need to go hustle some pool, huh? You seriously didn't have a hundred to start yourself off? What did you spend it on, exactly? (pause, sigh) You know what? I probably don't want to know. And you better not come back after getting your ass kicked, cause I'm not cleaning up the mess. (pause) Okay, well maybe I will, but I'll be extra generous in pouring disinfectant over the wounds. (pause) At least bring me back a beer or something.

Mr. Winchester, it's Brad Pollock over at the bookstore in Phoenix. Ah, the grimoire you requested arrived yesterday. I know you said you probably wouldn't be able to pick it up for a while, just the next time you drive on through, so I'll keep it in the back for you whenever you roll on through. Alrighty. Talk to you later.

Uh, hey, Dean, uh…. This is Ed Zeddmore calling on behalf of the Ghostfacers. Ah…we were just wondering if you weren't too busy with, you know, your ghost hunting if you could come help us out. (pause; muttering of shut up, Harry, I know) Not that we, you know, need any help. It's not out of our league. It's more, you know, in our league, just…more…under our league actually. So if you and Sam want to take it, cause we've got…a lot of investigations on our plate right now, you know, big, big list, we'd probably be willing to hand over the reins. And, ah…no hard feelings about the Ghostfacers pilot. We completely understand that jealousy is a harsh emotion. It can just take you over, so, really it wasn't your fault. So, yea, if you could call us back, it's 842-555-3598. No hurry, though. (pause, muttering of okay, all right) Okay, maybe there's a little hurry. (pause) Bye.

Dean, this is Maggie Zeddmore from the Ghostfacers. I doubt my idiot brother managed to gather up the balls to ask you and your brother for help, but we're in over our heads on this investigation. It's a haunting and there have been two recent deaths that led us here. It threw Harry down the stairs. He's okay though. Mostly a bruised ego. I found ectoplasm, but I guess Ed wasn't listening to you when you mentioned that stuff, cause he didn't believe me when I said it meant big trouble. Anyway, call me back if you can. 842-555-8844. Thanks.

Hey Dean! It's Ben! Mom told me it's your birthday today and gave me your number so I could wish you a happy birthday. So yea, dude, happy birthday. I asked mom how old you were, but she said she didn't know. Doesn't matter though. You're still the most awesome old person I know. She says you guys move around a lot, so it'd be hard to get a present to you, but if you ever stop by again I could get you something. Like a CD or something. (pause) Oh, but you have that cool old car, so…. Does it play CDs? Or you have an iPod jack or something? Okay, anyway, happy birthday man. Later.

Dean, it's Jo. Listen, I know we haven't spoken in a while, but I've got this job that's ah…a little above my pay grade. I know, ha ha. So if you're in the area, I'm in Nevada. If you don't have my number, it's 244-555-2488. Thanks.

Dude, I know you're out interviewing, but I just needed to tell you that I just saw a trailer on TV for Hell Hazers II: The Reckoning. (laughing) My God, it looks completely hilarious. I'm telling you, we have to see it. (laughing) It comes out in like two weeks. We'll see if we can find the time to catch it in theaters. Later.