It's all a bit much - work, personal life, cons, other obligations, and now the damn "company" Halloween party (he loves his SPN cast crew, he really does, but is a night off too much to ask?) - so Jensen half-jokingly wishes for a clone or two.

Maybe he shouldn't have muttered his wish within earshot of an actual witch/a cursed object/whatever else the props department used to decorate the party.

Either way, when Jared wakes up the next morning, it's to more than one pair of hands roaming his naked body...