[ Jack looks troubled as he glances back at the building. Maybe with that in mind he should go smite it into dust. Or maybe they just need to make a sign outside that tells people not to go in or they'll probably be killed. He doesn't want to start out his time here killing everything in sight, but that is technically his job. He's still considering it when Benny mentions knowing a Dean too.

He doesn't think it's a common name but there are different universes so who knows, but Benny mentions being dragged out of Hell which is very specific to what they're capable of. And then he describes Dean and Jack visibly brightens, smiling quickly. ]

Dean Winchester. That sounds like him. They do like to wear flannel.

[ Jack only occasionally takes after them when he was using their clothes, but he's so much shorter than Sam in particular. Jack has his own style although the jeans go with everything. He's thought about taking on a long trenchcoat like his father to mimic him, but it really wouldn't suit him. He would look like a child playing dress-up, which would be the truth. ]

I'm a Winchester, they adopted and raised me. They're my parents.

[ Jack considers all three of them his father, albeit different types of them. But they're all necessary to who he's become. He and Dean have the most difficult relationship, but he loves, respects, and admires him despite that. ]

He helped you get out of Hell?