Sheriff Stilinski: I couldn't sleep last night. So, um, I got up, figured I'd do some paperwork. The files were in the back of my car. So, I, I go to the garage, and some junk has fallen off a shelf and I, I stubbed my toe on an old baseball bat. Without thinking I yelled a name...
Lydia Martin: Stiles.
Lydia Martin: It sounds like you want it to be supernatural.
Stiles Stilinski: It's been, like, three months since anything's happened.
Lydia Martin: Yeah, and once a week you drag me out of bed like I'm some sort of supernatural metal detector.
Stiles Stilinski: Okay, it is way more often than that. You can't tell me that you think this is just some series of impossible coincidences?