[Mary Winchester is not a cook, so the dinner that greets her sons and their travel companions is not something she crafted painstakingly with her own two hands. But at least, as a result, it would be edible.
Sitting on the table is a few Costco-style tins of different foods designed for different appetites - at least one vegetarian dish, just in case. There's also a wide range of drinks and as she sets a beer in front of herself and Bobby's places, she hears the sound of the door opening and footsteps making their way through the entrance.]
Hey, you're just in time.
[She makes her way around to the front with a smile.]
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Sitting on the table is a few Costco-style tins of different foods designed for different appetites - at least one vegetarian dish, just in case. There's also a wide range of drinks and as she sets a beer in front of herself and Bobby's places, she hears the sound of the door opening and footsteps making their way through the entrance.]
Hey, you're just in time.
[She makes her way around to the front with a smile.]
Dinner's ready.