"Order of fries for table number 5!"
"Table number 5, got it!" Sage Emerson adjusted her dirty blonde ponytail and then picked up the tray of fries that her mother had slid out to her from a window in the kitchen. She balanced the tray with one hand and sashayed on over towards the proclaimed table number 5.
"Here you go. Enjoy." She smiled as she set the tray down and was met with a gruff thanks from the old man who occupied the table. She kept her smile as she nodded at him and then started heading towards the next table, though she briefly paused as she passed by the calender- which still read that it was November 2005.
Sighing, she rolled her eyes and approached the calender then flipped the page so that it read that it was now December. She seemed satisfied with this and nodded to herself before hurrying on towards the next table before she got in trouble for standing around idle too long.
The bell rang as two new customers entered. One was taller, with hunching shoulders and shaggy hair. The other was a bit shorter- but both were undeniably handsome. Nobody seemed to notice their presence though, as they continued about with their daily lives: Talking, reading the paper, skimming over the menu. The hustle and bustle masked the two newcomer's entrance almost completely, though they didn't mind that a bit.
"Man..I'm beat." The shorter one stated as he took a seat and picked up a menu. "Hey, you think they have good pie here? I'm not talking the frozen crap either. I want some pure, old-fashioned, home-made, honest-to-goodness apple pie. Is that so much to ask for?"
The taller set his laptop bag down on the table and began fiddling with unzipping it and pulling out the laptop that was inside but he seemed amused at what the other was saying. A small dimpled grin glazed his features as he slid out the laptop and then flipped it open. "I don't know, Dean. Why don't you ask someone who works here?"
Dean scoffs. "Maybe I will."
"Go ahead, I'm waiting." They both jumped at the sound of a new voice, before looking slightly embarrassed as Sage just smirked at them while she tapped her pen against her notepad. "Well? Did you end up biting off your tongues?"
"No, we-..No." Dean cleared his throat as he looked her over. She wasn't super hot or anything, no, her features were just rather...homely. She was freckle-faced, didn't wear a lot of makeup- maybe just a little mascara. Her eyes were green and her hair was to her mid-back even with it up in a loose ponytail. That's not to say she was ugly- she definitely had very pretty features even naturally. But she just wasn't Dean's type.
"Oh good. In that case, what can I get ya to drink?" She raised her eyebrows at them, tapping her jaw with the pen.
"Just a beer please." Dean says, laying down his menu before looking over at his brother. "Sam?"
Sam was still staring at Sage, mouth open as if to say something but no words leaving it. Hearing his brother, he snapped back to attention and blinked a couple times. "Uh..water. Just..just water." he smiled awkwardly as he looked back down at his laptop, swallowing hard.
"Great. Okay, I'll have it out to ya in no time." Sage closed her notepad as she walked away.
Dean watched her go for a moment before looking back at Sam, who was still watching her, with a knowing look. "You should probably close your mouth dude. You're gonna catch flies."
Sam shot a glare at his older brother before reaching over and grabbing a menu and then pretending to be interested in it. "Wow. I think I might actually go for a burger. They look really good here."
"You could just ask her number you know."
Sam closed his eyes in agitation as he set the menu back down. "Dean.."
"What? It's clear you've got the hots for the waitress man. Go for it. Live a little! It's better than you moping around all the time. I wouldn't mind going out for a bit, you know, giving you some privacy.."
Sam sighed, now looking back at his laptop. "I don't have time for a love life, Dean. Or..or any of that stuff. Besides, I just lost Jess and.." he trailed off as she came to mind. Oh Jess. No matter how hard he tried, he just couldn't get her off of his mind. His chest still ached everytime he even thought of her. Time is said to heal all wounds but already a month had passed and he missed her just as much as the day after he'd lost her.
Dean seemed to read his brother and now it was his turn to sigh in defeat. "Alright. I get it. It's fine. Anyway..got any leads on dad?"
Sam looked at him dubiously, lightening up a little. "No, actually. But.. I did get a call from Bobby."
Dean looked surprised for a moment. "Bobby? As in..Bobby Singer? As in, the same guy who threatened to light dad's ass up with rocksalt if he ever showed up again Bobby?"
Sam started to nod, "Yeah, that's the-"
"Bobby? You two know Bobby Singer?" Sage set their drinks down in front of them. Dean raised an eyebrow as he glanced at Sam and then looked back up at Sage.
"Yeah..unless we're talking about different Bobby Singers."
Sage sighed. "There's only one Bobby Singer. Sort of gruff, has a piss-poor attitude from Hell and wears a trucker's cap?"
Sam nodded. "Yeah..how do you know him?"
Sage looked between them both, her eyes suddenly widening with realization. "You're hunters aren't you?"
"Deer hunters?" Dean started to chuckle as he sat back, playing it off completely. "Yeah, guess you could say that. You see, Sammy and I here have been-"
"Yes. We're hunters. We hunt ghosts, Wendigos, anything you can think of that goes bump in the night." Sam said quietly, looking Sage directly in the eye.
Dean's eyes widened and he suddenly looked a little frantic. He smiled widely, laughing sheepishly as he leaned forward a bit. "I'm sorry, you'll have to excuse my brother." He apologizes, shooting Sam a glare before looking up at Sage again. "He hasn't been taking his meds recently.."
Sage sighed, looking up at the ceiling. "Okay. Look, my shift ends in 5 minutes. How about you two meet me out back?"
Sam nodded but Dean seemed hesitant. "Look, uh-" but before he could finish, Sage had already walked off. "Hey! I didn't even get the chance to order yet!"