"Coffee it is," he said, getting to his feet and moving behind the bar, Adam close behind. Sam pulled a fresh beer for himself, Dean and their Dad before hunting around for the soda Adam had requested. "I gotta hand it to the house elves," he murmured. "They keep this place well stocked."
A fresh cup of coffee in hand, the other bearing a small plate with all the necessary fixings for coffee, Sam returned to the table and set it down. With his back somewhat to Claire, he tried to shoot Castiel a supportive glance before wandering back to the bar.
Sam twisted the top off his beer and turned his attention back to the door where Dean and their Dad were still talking. "You good with this?" he said quietly to Adam.
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Date: 2011-01-10 02:51 am (UTC)A fresh cup of coffee in hand, the other bearing a small plate with all the necessary fixings for coffee, Sam returned to the table and set it down. With his back somewhat to Claire, he tried to shoot Castiel a supportive glance before wandering back to the bar.
Sam twisted the top off his beer and turned his attention back to the door where Dean and their Dad were still talking. "You good with this?" he said quietly to Adam.