Peter grabbed two clear plastic cups and offered them both to Castiel. "You grab the water, please, and I will go make sure nobody tries to take our table." When his hands were free of cups, Peter turned and walked to the table.
He slung off the bulging pack, set it in and empty chair and sat down. He hadn't even noticed the keys still laying on the floor by the counter where he had ordered.
Whistling, Peter glanced out of the window while he waited for Cas to return with the water. It wouldn't take too long, he imagined.