Oh, running from the law; the usual. Cas obediently picks himself up, grabs their food and follows because he, unfortunately, has nothing to his name except his weapons and the clothes on his back.

He also snags the keys from the table, hurries out to the Impala and opens the trunk for Dean to throw his duffel in, climbing into the passenger seat and passing the keys over so they can get started on their grand escape. The remnant of last night's burger is already in Cas's mouth.