Cas watched as Dean downed another funnel cake.
"Amazing."
"What?" Dean bit into a caramel apple.
"I don't understand how you can eat so much! Six hotdogs, eight, no, nine funnel cakes, two cheeseburgers – "
"Three cheeseburgers." The hunter crammed in a stuffed pickle.
Cas groaned. "Not to mention four doughnuts and five beers!"
"Maybe because I'm not a little girl." Dean grinned at him widely, potato chip crumbs falling from his mouth.
Cas sighed and looked away at the not-so-subtle reference to the unfortunate Tilt-a-Whirl incident. "Can't we just leave now?"
"Not until I find me a deep-fried Twinkie."