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‘ just grabbing some breakfast, or at least LATE one -- -- people call it brunch right? ’ he nodded. the blonde before him seemed off, he couldn’t put his finger on it but his sense of judgement wasn’t the best these days. it was like his key abilities were failing him in a place he wasn’t sure how he came. ‘ i’d assume the same but that might be rude of me. so i’ll ask, how about yourself ’ he smiled. 

‘ they’re AMAZING i can promise you that -- -- and if you think otherwise, give me a heads up and i’ll make sure to make a run for it soon after. ’ sam couldn’t help the chuckle that passed, he fell so quickly to this positive energy and oddly enough from a presences that seemed more to themselves than he usually was to others ( a bit of a polar opposite from the eyes. ) but there he was, forgetting about the confusion and worries he held prior and focusing on another ( a stranger? ) and laughing over waffles. ‘ have you really not had them before though? or are you just a pancake kind of guy? ’

‘ documenting everything you see? ’ he raised the question. curiosity got the best of him and he couldn’t lie, he wanted more of a reason to speak to the other. she had something that pulled him in ( usually his chances on whether this was good or bad wasn’t the best ) but he went with it. ‘ is this your first time here then? it’s a bit of a big site, not sure if any tourist ever get through it all during their stays. ’ he chuckled. what even? he questioned himself, the words that poured from his mouth were possibly the dumbest things he could say but it just wouldn’t stop. ‘ i mean, it’s cool i guess but how much can one really see right? ’ 

‘ nah, i’m more of a southern kind of guy -- -- but i’ve been practically everywhere in the u.s. ’ it was true, though altered in the sense that sam knew he wasn’t supposed to be so open with strangers. it wasn’t safe for himself, his family nor was it safe for others. he kept his answer broad, but kept with an honest path when he mentioned his travelling ways. ‘ well i mean new york isn’t going anywhere, you can always visit -- -- heck most people usually do, it’s the city that never sleeps. ’

‘ it’s nice to meet you credence. you from around here? ’ small conversation wasn’t a bad thing, it wasn’t like he was trying to extract information he was simply being friendly. grabbing the menu to the side of them both, sam gave an ever so effortless smile as he slide it before credence. the other seemed closed off, he didn’t want to push or pry but it was never in him to simply up and leave others ( though he didn’t have any sort of connection to the other male. ) ‘ the waffles are seriously amazing and if you order them with all the works, you’ll never regret it -- -- that’s just my favourite though. ’ he grinned, leaning back in his seat a bit ( he didn’t want to hover. ) ‘ you’re more than welcome to get whatever you like though, don’t think i’m here for promo. ’ he tried to joke, shrugging his shoulders nonchalantly. 

it was like he wasn’t missing dean in his life for a brief second, the other being an exact replica of the overly held off personality he claimed as his brother. ‘ right, i mean i’ll just leave you to the way you were dealing with whatever is upsetting you so much. -- - it seems to be clearly be working. ’

the male shook his head, a bit too quickly ( if he asked himself. ) the girl seemed slightly lost, and her arms only looked busy with everything she was carrying. ‘ no, no it’s alright. i’d kind of be a jerk if i just let you stand with those. ’ he waved to the books before waving to the seat in front of himself.  

‘ not once? ’ he’d say he found it odd but nothing in sam’s life was ever ordinary. from his childhood, to his present day life it’ll etched on the line of clearly fucked up in the mindset of any regular person. but when sam peered at the other male, he sensed that feeling ( an odd one, the thing he thought about prior ) something was different with the male but he simply couldn’t say anyone in this city was beginning to seem normal. ‘ diners are usually those sketchy mid-way points others meet, you can’t really place it as always great and always weird.. ’ he chuckled. 

sam noted the bit of shock-like features that took over the others face, was he being too forward? perhaps sitting with a stranger was a bit more odd than he might’ve taken. ‘ oh yeah for sure-- -- there isn’t much of a point in me hogging this entire place, especially when someone needs a seat. ’ he smiled, a hand being held out to the seat in front of himself. ‘ companies never a bad thing. ’ he reassured, though he wasn’t sure that’s what was needed perhaps the other male simply wasn’t comfortable with new people ( he could understand that. ) ‘ i’m sam, by the way. ’ at this point his voice was taking up most of the space between them, but his intentions were good.

‘ i guess they’re doing their jobs right then. ’ his brother was never a fan of lattes, mochas and whatnot ( he was a straight dark coffee kind of guy ) but sam was different, in more cases than one, he enjoyed the different flavours and creations of coffee drinks people had to offer in new york. he could understand ben when it came to the drinks. ‘ far far away? -- -- well it sounds like a sort of sad place, if it doesn’t have drinks like these. ’ that usually meant people didn’t want to talk about their pasts, he could fully relate sam wasn’t one to throw out his entire life story to people. ‘ i’m sam, nice to meet you ben. ’

‘ i’m sam. ’ he simply stated, a small smile evident on his face as he looked over at the male. he was quiet, seemed to keep to himself ( really what did he expect from asking someone to sit with him? ) ‘ kind of found this place today, wasn’t too sure if it was worth it-- -- the waffles are great. ’ he tried making conversation, not really sure why but perhaps speaking to another human being would make staying here a bit easier for himself.

‘ starting over is way harder than i thought. ’ he mumbled to himself, looking around the city as he tried to figure out what he was supposed to do. sam hadn’t seen dean yet, or really any familiar faces but he’d hoped they’d come for him sooner rather than later. the male simply sat in the dinner, taking up an entire booth to himself before noticing how pact the place was getting. ‘ oh, hey-- -- you’re welcome to sit here, i’ll probably be out soon anyways. ’ he stared up at the stranger, not wanting to hog an entire place to himself.

‘ it’s a good time, more of a warmer time for people-- -- compared to the season and time it’s on. i like it. ’

‘ i’m guessing this is a favourite holiday for you? ’ he smiled, not all that used to such cheer in another being.