"And what do you call this?"
"A burger Cas,"
"Ber-ger" Cas repeats slowly his mouth forming the words
"Bur- B-U-R. As in a nettle or prickle."
"B-Burger" Cas finally picks up the bun rapped meat and salad concoction and moves it towards his mouth. Then dean remembers something.
"You do know how to chew right Cas?"
"This vessel can masticate its food, therefore I can." He takes a rather big bite of the burger and barbeque sauce drips down his chin. He chews warily at first, as if the action hasn't been done for a long time then more vigorously as Cas learns to taste the flavour. He swallows after a short period.
"Well?" Dean asks nibbling on a chip.
"It's... interesting."
Dean's stumped. "Interesting? That's all you can get? Interesting? What about juicy, delicious, it tastes nice, fantastic shit – "
"I'm still an angel Dean. Don't swear"
"Bite me. Come on don't you have a descriptive dictionary?"
"Yes. But I wouldn't use it for this."
Dean shook his head and sipped his beer. "Whatever."
In the time it takes Dean to munch two more chips Cas has demolished the Burger.
"I want another one"
Dean almost chokes on his beer.
"Say what?"
"I would like another burger." Cas paused then remembered. "Please."