"I know." Cas really is doing his level best to be sympathetic and understanding, but everything that humans make a big stinking deal out of is just so damn trivial. And now that big stinking deal is cockblocking him.

Cas sighs, leans against Dean for a moment and then extracts himself, running a hand through his hair. "We still need to eat. I'll get us food." He takes Dean's wallet from the table, there were plenty of diners they passed on the way.