"… I shot a man in Reno just to watch him die…" Dean Winchester sang along with the radio. Sam, who was riding shotgun, knew better than to interrupt his brother while he sang his heart out to favorite songs. No matter how painful it was for the audience. Castiel the local angel was riding in the back of the 1967 Chevy Impala; he was still not used to long road trips. "You doing ok back there, Cass?" Sam asked the angel. "I am doing ok, but I would like to stop soon, nature has been calling." Castiel replied.
"Of course, if we can get Dean to stop," Sam gave a slight laugh.
"…I've been to Reno, Chicago, Minnesota, Fargo…" Dean continued to sing. Sam reached to turn off the radio, to get his brother's attention. Dean slapped his younger brother's hand, "Sammy, what are you trying to do?" a tone of annoyance was in Dean's voice.
"Cass would like it if we could stop," Sam explained to his older brother.
Dean drove to the first gas station in their vicinity, pulled into a parking spot and then turned to Sam and Cass, "In together, out together".
Sam laughed, "Oh man that brings back memories".
"What do you mean?" Castiel asked very confused.
"When we were kids, and traveling with Dad. When we would stop at a rest area or gas station, he would always tell Dean and me, 'In together, out together'. Just to make sure nothing bad would happen, I guess?" Sam explained.
"I see I think Castiel replied.
After the stop, and a hundred more miles, the boys arrived in a small town an hour north of Memphis. "Tell me if you see somewhere good to eat!" Dean demanded.
"Dean sure gets angry when hungry," Cass observed. "And when he's tired," Sam added.
"I heard that!" Dean shouted, "look a fifties diner," Dean's mood quickly changed.
The diner was really cute, pictures of 1950s icons such as Elvis, James Dean, and Fonzie hung on the walls, an old juke box belted out hits such as "Last Kiss" and "La Bamba". After the boys took turns in the restroom they were ready to order.
A beautiful waitress who looked like a 1960s Motown star, came up to their table. The boys chose not to sit at the stereotypical diner counter, fear that talk of demons and ghosts would be overheard. "What can I get you, sugar?" the waitress asked Dean. Dean smiled stupidly, "I'll have the classic burger with the works and a budlight,"
"And you?" she asked Castiel. "I'll, um, have the classic burger with ketchup only, and a strawberry milkshake," the angel replied. She addressed Sam, "And you sweetheart?" "I'll just have a garden salad and a diet cola," Sam answered. "I'm Flo, if you need anything just holla'r "
"Dude, our waitress is so hot," Dean whispered to Sam. Sam shrugged his shoulders, "I guess if you are into women over forty."
While they waited for their food, Sam looked in a phone book for the closest cheap motel. "It appears we could stay at the Magnolia Court Inn," the younger brother reported.
Before Sam could call the motel, the waitress came back with their food. "burger with only ketchup, for you angel face," Flo handed the burger to Castiel not realizing the irony of her statement.
After the boys finished eating, they loaded up the Impala and headed to the hotel.
"What do you mean, they can only give us a room with two beds and no couch?!" Annoyance came over Dean's face.