"Hey Sammy," Dean called after his brother. "Let's grab a bite! And we can take Cas with us!" He continued. "Sure. I'm starving!" Sam quickly replied, sprinting to the Impala. "What do ya say, Cas?" Dean questioned Castiel. "I guess that isn't a bad idea..." The Angel replied. He wasn't too hungry, but food never hurts. Dean climbed into the drivers seat of his beautiful 67' while Sam has already called shotgun. Poor Cas was forced to sit in the back all alone. "It's kinda cramped back here, " Castiel thought to himself. All of a sudden, he notices a huge spider on the roof of the car. "HOLY MOTHER OF SATAN!" He shouts. "What?!" Dean asked Castiel with concern. "THERE'S A HUGE SPIDER!!!" Cas screams. "God damnit Cas. I thought you were in trouble." Sam says in an annoyed voice. "Awwww, is Cassy Wassy afwaid of a wittle spidey?" Dean teases Cas. "No! I just... Shut up!" Castiel crosses his arms in protest. "Assbutt." He mumbled. "I heard that!" Dean said with a smile. They pulled up to a nearby diner, and rushed out of the car. When inside, they were greeted by a waitress. "Table of three?" She asked. "Yep" Sam replied. Castiel could see that Dean was totally checking her out. "She's not even that pretty" Cas thought. He was jealous. He had admired Dean for quite a while now. After all, that's one of the reasons he pulled him out of Hell. The three men were seated at a booth with a window. Castiel was always fond of window seats. So he sat closest to the glass barrier. Dean sat right next to him. Sam decided to sit on the other side. "Anyone in the mood for hamburgers?" Sam wondered. "Hell yeah." Dean answered. "Sure." Cas said quietly.
