The feeling of nausea in his stomach slowly began to diminish, but it never truly went away. He attempted to play it off but Cordelia immediately noticed the disturbance in his face. He lightly cleared his through and gave her a light smile. "I'm fine, just felt a little nauseas" he admitted, he didn't see the point in lying to her. "Probably caused by the fact that i'm drinking a ridiculous amount of caffeine on an empty stomach" he explained as he sat the cup down to grab the colors she had picked out. Thinking back on it, he hadn't been able to eat anything at all that day, or the day before. Everytime he tried, the exact same thing happened. "I haven't been able to eat much lately, but neither has my sister. My bet is on that stomach flu that's been circulating". Regardless of the fact that Aidan normally ate more than the necessary amount of food for his size, he wasn't too concerned about this issue. He turned the paint cans over a few times and a small smirk formed on his lips. "I accept your challenge. Every color has a purpose", though honestly speaking, he had no idea what purpose these particular ones served. He continued to examine them, attempting to paint a mental picture in his mind then took a picture of each one with his phone so he could mimic the colors with his own materials. "And no I don't have a paint factory, but basically any color you can think of can be made out of things from your pantry or refrigerator".
Just as Castiel was about to pulls his phone back out to ignore his father's call for the fourth time, he noticed Abigail approach him. The quickly set his cell to silent and slid it back into his pocket to let the device ring all it wanted, then looked up at her with his usual captivating smile.
"S-sorry. I didn't mean to keep you waiting. I should have told you that I left the studio so that we could have met up later. P-please don't be mad at me Castiel."
The man couldn't help but smile a little more, then a small chuckle escaped him. In all honestly, he was caught off guard but immediately chose to ignore it. This girl was just so innocent and earnest, fooling her was almost too easy. "There's no need for that" he stated, taking a few steps towards her. "I'd much rather wait for someone, then have someone wait for me". This wasn't entirely a lie. Although it was true that he arely if ever made others wait for him, he never once waited for anyone. With a few swift steps he was standing beside her, facing in the same direction she was, hand outstretched towards her as an offer to help her cross the street. "Now then, where would the lady like to go first?".