[Chuck queues. Orders. Waits. Taps His fingers on His arms to some Mumford and Sons' song. Avoids looking across the cafe to His son. It had been easy once, relating to His sons. He has little faith that it'll ever be easy again.

He sits down again, more heavily this time than the last. The nervous smile is almost all gone, but He tries to rally it back into place.]

I'm here- The reason I'm here is- [He didn't know you were here, Gabriel. He's not here to save you.] I couldn't stand the Heaven they've got here. You've seen Little Eden, right? It's a real snoozefest. I was going out of my mind.

[He doesn't want to admit He's dead.]