Oswald was already helping himself to some food, eggs and bacon and toast. Though it wasn't the best food - Yuriy wasn't known for his cooking - he was scarfing it down anyways. He was starving from their long trip, and he knew he most likely wouldn't be able to get another bite later in the day, supernatural teens weren't exactly known for slowing down.
Already a few people were awake, but pretty much none of them were coming over for food. "Hey, Yuriy. Looks like your cooking is really [i]that[/i] bad." He grinned at the other man, before stuffing his face with more food.

So it really didn't come as a surprise to him when a girl started screaming at a boy, the dreamwalker, about him going into her dreams. "Be right back buddy." He set down his plate, and walked over to the girl. "Is there a problem here, miss...?" Oswald raised his eyebrows.