You had run from home, it had been a few weeks on the street now. You were hungry and tired but you had to keep walking if not run. After a while of walking you had stopped at a diner, you sat on the stool with a sigh then you looked down at the menu. While you looked you hadn't noticed Dean staring at you.

With a slight smirk on his face he walked over to you and sat by you.

Dean Winchester : "How are ya doing tonight?" He paused when he saw your tired face making a more soft look.

Dean Winchester : "You alright?"