Prue's lip curls a little in disgust- it almost looks like hate. Don't think she didn't catch that reference. It burns to hear her talking like John and Dean, but that hurt translates immediately into defensive anger, and it's all that shows.

Her eyes narrow, and he slams against the wall a little. Just enough to wake him up. Try moving a hand to even get to a gun.

"Try the strongest force of good magic of all time," she says irritably. Small-time. Pah. "You really don't want to piss me off. More."

Her tone gets icy. "Don't give me a reason to come after you."