Dean scowls, but he can't deny that he can't do it anymore than he can deny that he's fucking hungry, and slides his plate towards Castiel with a half smile.
"Should've ordered steak tips," he says, helping himself to a forkful of baked potato in the meantime.
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"Should've ordered steak tips," he says, helping himself to a forkful of baked potato in the meantime.