Cas was a little more cautious. Not because he didn't trust her but because his stomach was churning. It didn't stop him taking a careful bite. He chewed slowly, swallowed and offered a delighted smile. "This is... Dean had better get his butt up here if he doesn't wanna starve."
He took a sip of beer, another bite of pizza, his shoulders relaxing against the high back of the blackwood chair. He brushed his fingertip against his chin. "You have a little..." His eyes followed a string of cheese dangling off her chin.