It didn't take long before the vendor handed over a bag to Dean. Dean's smile was bright, and he grabbed the hobo's arm carefully, leading him out of the line and to a spot that they could both sit down and enjoy their meal. He sat down first on the bench to show what the guy had to do. Sure, a beer would have made things better, actually.
"Sit. Be right back." He stood, leaving the bag on the bench beside him. The stand had drinks, and thankfully it also had bottles of beer. It didn't take long for him to get the desired alcoholic beverage, and soon he was heading back.
"Beer. Beer and cheeseburgers, man." He smiled as if this were truly the answer to all the world's problems.