[ Listen, with the constant weirdness of Jack's life, the mannequin probably doesn't climb to the highest level. It feels more like one of the smaller cases that the Winchesters take on the road. Frank hasn't done anything as of now outside of follow him around. He's tried making holy water, using himself to make it holy, but he's pretty sure it didn't work. There was no reaction either way. He tried to disassemble it, but the pile of pieces reformed themselves once he left the room and came back. So now it's just his companion.

He smiles brightly at the compliment, so terribly pleased that he did well in picking them out. Jack went through a few dozen sunglasses before picking these out as what he thought was the 'coolest' for Benny. He looks like a cool guy, his hat for example. ]

I'm glad! I looked for hats for you first, but none of them felt like they would suit you better than yours.

[ Jack tried on several of them himself and found out pretty quickly he's not a good hat person. He did like a cowboy hat but it didn't suit him as well as his fathers, so he left it behind. ]

This is Frank. [ Jack waves a hand at the mannequin. ] I think it's cursed or possessed. I tried all the hunter tricks and none of them worked.