Meg was in the shower, when Dean knocked the door of the motel room.
“Cas, are you still in there? I brought you some clothes” he said.
Cas, who had put on his trench coat, walked to the door and opened. “Dean. Why don’t you come inside?”
Dean accepted the offer and gave Cas the clothes. “I’m not sure if they’ll fit” Dean said, while he turned around.
“They fit perfect” Cas said. “Thank you, Dean”
“Don’t mention it” Dean said. “So, eh, are we done here?”
“You want me to come with you now?” Cas asked.
“Yeah” Dean said a little irritated.
“Are you angry?” Cas asked.
“No, I’m not” Dean said quickly. “I’m starving. I didn’t have lunch yet. I was finding clothes for you”
“I understand” Cas said.
“Maybe we can grab a snack somewhere?” Dean suggested.
“Alright, I’ll tell Meg” Cas said.
“No” Dean said quick. “We should go now, before I starve to death”
A deeply concerned expression appeared on Cas’ face. “I don’t want your dead on my conscious. Let’s go”
Meg stepped out of the shower when she heard Cas take flight.