Chuck had a pretty great first night. He took a really long shower and dressed in clothes that we're both softer and cleaner than he'd ever known. Plus the clothes in his room didn't have a blood stain on them, so that was even better. He even brushed his teeth and combed his hair. The bed was comfortable too and he slept like a rock from exhaustion.
In the morning, he got a message to meet him in the dining room. He had no idea what to expect except he knew he was hungry because his stomach was growling.
He did not expect the smells he smelled when he stepped into the room. Ready his eyes went wide. When he walked over he only recognized some of the things on the plate. Eggs, potatoes, and he knew that that was meat, but the bacon and sausage were so weirdly shaped. The cheese was new to him too.
"Did you make all of this?!" He picked up a pancake. "What is this?" It looked delicious whatever it was and he looked at Dean with a hopeful expression like 'please say I can eat this.'