Dean was out doing the grocery shopping too, since Castiel was still missing and, well, he needed to eat. Luckily, Cas had set up accounts for him at the local shops before he'd disappeared, and no one cared if Dean was without him--a Master wouldn't lower himself to go shopping anyway, right? And although Dean would deny it if asked, he actually kind of liked shopping. He was still a little wide-eyed at the selections of food, and he took it as a personal challenge to try to cook something different for every meal, using ingredients he hadn't used before.
He noticed the boy standing in front of the fridge, seemingly overwhelmed. "You looking for anything in particular?" he asked. "T-bone is on sale, but I'm more of a ribeye man, myself."