Cas woke up at ten. He came out of bed listless and opened the curtains. It was cloudy and rainy. The weather matched his mood.
He walked downstairs to the fridge and took out some eggs. He had seen Daphne bake eggs and it didn’t seem all that difficult. He put the pan on the cooker and turned it on. But instead of waiting the pan was hot he opened the eggs and threw them in the pan right away.
He pricked in the still fluid egg which appeared to take longer to coagulate. He decided to make some coffee, while he waited.
Just pour some of that brown stuff in that thing, how hard can it be?, Cas thought. And then add water. He poured six spoons of coffee in the filter and then filled it with water.
He walked back to his egg and saw it was ready. He tried to put it on a plate, but it stuck to the pan. Cas frowned and pulled the egg off the pan with the fork. It didn’t really help, so he just put the pan on the table.
He checked the coffee. It looked fine and so he closed the pot and poured himself a cup. He drank it and spit it out.
He sucked at cooking. But why did he try in the first place? He was never hungry or thirsty, but he hadn’t told anyone yet. They already thought he was not normal.
While he was deep in thought the door opened and Zoey walked in. She sniffed and pulled up her nose. She sneaked behind Cas and looked at the burned egg.
“Never thought you would actually try it” she joked and Cas jumped up. “Sorry, didn’t mean to scare you”
She took the pan and coffee and put them in the sink. “Come on, we’re going to Starbucks, have breakfast there”
Cas stood up and followed her to the front door. When Zoey opened the door they came face to face with detective Isabel Roberts -and a co-worker Cas hadn’t met before- who had already conjured her ID.
“Mr. Allen, we need to ask you a few questions”