You. Hey, you. Yeah, you. Guess what? -whispers- I love you. Ask me why I whispered it to you.
Why did you whisper it?
-He clears his throat and leans back in his chair, being polite and letting Cory order his food when the waitress comes back before ordering his own- What can I get you fellas?
Uh... how about a burger and some onion rings?
-He leans closer and uses a hushed voice- Hey! Remember that was our secret.
-He laughs.- Right, sorry. My bad.
-He fake gasps and puts his hand over his chest- Really? Well, I do declare!
-He rolls his eyes.- Okay, Blanche.
-He looks through the menu and then looks over at Cory- I'd say five.
-He looks up from the menu and laughs a bit.- Can I have your autograph, by the way?
-The hostess nods and seats them at a table closer to the back-
-He takes a seat and looks over at Jensen.- I bet at least three people will come up to us. -He laughs before looking down at the menu.-
-He walks with him towards the entrance and opens the door for him-
-He smiles happily and walks in. He walks up to the hostess.- Table for two please.
-He chuckles at his enthusiasm and gets out-
-He exits the car happily.- Let's go get our eat on.
-He soon pulls into the parking lot and turns towards Cory- We're here.
-He smiles happily.- Yes. Food time.
-He looks over at Cory and nods- We're almost there. Don't worry.
-He smiles and watches as they drive towards the restaurant-
-He rests his head against the car seat and glances over at Jensen.- I hunger.
I've only heard it for the past nearly twelve years. Hell, yeah, I know it. -He chuckles-
-He laughs and starts drumming along with his hands.-
-Hears the song playing and looks at Cory with a raised eyebrow- ...Really?
-He laughs.- You know it right?
Okay, Monteith. Tunes. What do you wanna hear on the way? Your choice.
-He turns bluetooth on on his phone and flips through the songs until he stops on Carry On My Wayward Son. He plays it with a smirk.-
-Heads for the car-
-Follows him happily.-
-Scratches the back of his neck- Let's go, then.
Lead the way, Mr. Ackles.
-Blushes and bites his lip- I--I guess we could get a little of each.
-notices said blush;
Sweet. I'm starving.
All of the food for the date? -Realizes what he's said and bites his lip- I...I didn't...
Yeah. All of the food. There can never be too much food.
You want Chinese? Pizza? Mexican food?
Can I say all?
Got a favorite place you wanna eat at? Don't feel like ordering out again.
Any place, really. As long as they have food I'm a happy Cory.
You think so? Well, thanks.
I sure do, Ackles. Okay! No, food time.
...Well, I said 'dinner', but yeah. Food. Eat. Yum-yum in our tum-tums.
You know, I think you'd be an excellent dad.
How about dinner?
Did someone say food?
Why soy sauce?