You worked at a diner with Benny. It was a small, cute southern town. Benny didn't have many friends. No family, or loved ones. He had a friend, Dean, but he was a hunter so he was hardly around.

Maybe that was why Benny liked you so much. Or maybe it was just who you were as a person. Probably a mixture of things.

It was the end of the shift, near closing time. You were cleaning up some tables, while Benny wiped off the counter.