"If you're hungry, you're going to eat. It's not like today isn't going to long. So," Dean began to read down the menu for the first time. He had figured that waffles were a good idea but now that he thought about it, he wasn't so sure... and besides, if it came right down to it. He was Dean, he could eat more than just a few waffles comfortably. And he was hungry, when was the last time he ate a good meal?
"Pick something. Hell, I think I'll get the mozzerella sticks, too. And the... oh! Chicken and waffles. Perfect!" Dean exclaimed, slamming his hand down on the table. He smirked as he looked up to Rae, only to look to Sam when he noticed how uncomfortable she appeared to be. It made him uncomfortable and he hated the idea because he was pretty sure why. The whole problem was that Dean was far too proud to admit it to himself, let alone her.
Dean raised his hand and waved over the waitress, apologizing but added to his order anyway. It wasn't as if he was asking for something outright different, simply adding so he didn't think too much of it.
"And my lovely lady friend will take an oreo milkshake and she'll want to make those fries loaded with the cheese, sour cream, and bacon, please. All the good stuff, you know," Dean flirted with the waitress, tossing in a wink at the end. "Thank you, miss."
September 21st, 2016 at 04:14am