Sam had his gun out in no time, shooting twice. Once into each leg, right at kneecap, hitting Harry with rock salt.

"Thanks," he said it drily, "I really wanted an excuse to do that."

He could definitely get into the spirit of this.

While Harry was on the ground, trying to force himself up, Sam used a spray can to draw a devil's trap. Then, before closing it, he walked over and hauled Harry to his feet, so he could drag him over there again. Once inside the almost completed trap, he dropped him.

"Remember when I picked you up after another one of your benders?" There, he had memories too. He stepped back and completed the trap, then looked down at Harry. "Stay here a sec, I'll get you a chair."