Her smile turned more into a grin, finally she'd made the right cup of singer coffee. Check that off in her books. "No fruit, I like my fruit cold so I don't get why you'd fry it up."
She had gone to work on the omelets, until he spoke again. It wasn't that hard to see she was planning to go. Especially if he had noticed her packed bags and the computer taken apart. With a nod she continued to make breakfast. "I see it as doing you a favor. There's two teenage boys I want to keep on my radar, and I didn't think you'd want them reaking havock here. It's a spur of the moment thing but it needs to be done. Don't worry, you should have enough food to last you a week or 2. Unless Sam and Dean ever come down."