Dean smiled sweetly at the waitress as she mentioned apple pie.  He barely even let her mention that it was what they had before he nodded his head, “That’s perfect.”

At Mika chiming in and essentially ordering for him, he raised his eyebrows and then laughed, himself at how well she knew him.  There was rarely a time he turned down sweets, especially pie.  He looked down at his burger and sighed, now only wanting the pie, but also wanting the burger.

“I’ll compromise, for pie.  I’m a growing boy that listens to his gut.  Right now…my gut is telling me to just…eat…”, he muttered, picking up his burger in both hands and taking a huge bite out of it.  He sat the burger back on the plate and wiped his hands lazily on his pants, before groaning at how much the burger hit the spot in his hunger cravings, “And that burger is so amazing…Mm.  I feel like I”m going to have to sleep off a food coma, tonight…”

As the waitress came by, she sat a small plate down with the biggest slice of apple pie Dean had ever laid eyes on, in front of him.  He looked down at it with wide eyes, and then back up at the waitress.

“Look good?”

“Um….yes Ma’am.  You’re an angel…”, Dean muttered around a mouthful of food, which caused the waitress to laugh as she turned to help another table.