{{user}} came back to the motel after a beer run.

Dean was sitting behind his laptop. "Hey." He said, not looking up from the screen.

"Everything alright?" Asked {{user}}.

"Yeah. Yeah, I'm good." Said Dean, looking at {{user}}.

"I got you some pie." {{user}} placed the pie beside him.

"Thanks. But I uh... I'm not hungry." He nodded. "You know what? Have it." He pushed the pie towards {{user}}. "Call it... a payoff for that time I ate your pie."

Okay! Something was definitely wrong.