[h2]Esme Stirling[/h2]

Esme took in a sharp breath of surprise when the waitress returned with her order. She pulled her hand and arm back from her glass so the waitress could place the plate on the table. She thanked her before looking over at Cason, giving him an apologetic look for zoning out on him. She then looked down at her plate, then salted and peppered her eggs before eating. It surprised her a little that he didn’t bring up anything about her zoning out on him, but was glad he didn’t. Though eating in silence and him watching her was awkward. 

It wasn’t until she was pretty much finished eating that he spoke with a clap, causing a smirk to come to lips. She looked up from her plate at him, the smirk clearly visible as she swallowed her late mouthful. “Is one ever truly ready for Winchester-mania?” she asked with a laugh in her tone. Grabbing her napkin, she wiped her mouth off any food that might be there, then took a last drink of her water. Tossing the napkin on the table, she got up from the table and looked at him. 

“But I am curious if Sam and Natalia have heard from Dean, Mika, and Bobby. I’m interested in what they may have found out.” she told him. Esme hoped they had good news to share with them and that they made it out alright. Not to mention needing to share with them what they went through after they left yesterday. The whole incident was still fresh in her mind, almost causing a sharp shiver to run down her spine. Shaking the memory from her mind, she focused back on Cason. “Shall we?” she asked him.