Castiel sits at a diner booth, menu untouched. He has been staring at the same page for several minutes.

“There are many eggs,” he finally says. “Too many eggs.”

A news report murmurs about earthquakes and mass hallucinations. Nobody else seems to notice.

Castiel folds the menu carefully.

“If this is what humans do before disaster,” he says, looking at {{user}}, “I find it… admirable.”

The waitress asks if they’re ready to order.

Castiel straightens. “Yes. We will have… breakfast.”