"Hm?" He was watching Crowley stir in the sugar with perhaps too much interest. He glances over at Crowley's gesture and his wings droop a little.

"Oh dear. I suppose we'll have leftovers." He generally doesn't care for those. Well, he really has no where to put them and fresh food is the best. Still! He will just have to remember that food in America is generally enough to feed three or four. Goodness.

"You might have to roll me out the door. Thank you." This to the waitress. he does pour syrup over his waffles which are decorated with raspberries and blueberries and look simply scrummy.

The latte also looks good.

"I have to say, I am almost looking forward to this part. It won't be as good as the bouillabaisse, but we can't always hope for a miracle, can we?"