"Dean," he replied, awkwardly, with a brief smile. And it was pretty obvious that he'd was probably overstaying his welcome, after already having given unsolicited advice. But, sue him. This was the most contact he'd had in days.
Dean wasn't lonely. He wasn't. He was just...used to having people around. That was all.
"...will you be cooking the filet yourself?" he asked. "Or do you have a cook?" He winced. "Sorry...is that rude? I'm still not...up on my slave etiquette."