He'd been wanting to try out Cinder for a while, but somehow or another it had always been put off. Probably because he would be home late from work and wanted something simple, so a take out it was. Or salad. Usually salad actually. Dean was the one who cooked back in their world. Sam hardly dared set foot in the Bunker's kitchen and hadn't really learned many recipes while at college. Today, however, he finally made it to the restaurant. Finding a table out on the terrace, he ordered a drink and something completely random off the menu and settled in to wait.
The past couple of weeks had been rocky for Sam, losing Dean, Cas and Jo so close to each other had been tough, but he'd at least had Gabriel around as a familiar face. Now Jo was back, though she had no recollection of her previous time in Atlantis. She did remember Heaven. Which was interesting, it meant he didn't have to tiptoe around the fact that she'd died back home.
Spotting her familiar figure, he stood as she approached enveloping her in a warm hug as she reached him. "Hey, Jo."