Tonight marks the sixth hunter he didn’t eat before he wanted to. 

Needless to say, it’s a big deal. Worth the risk of knocking on Max’s door, even. Really, he ought to just grab Sam a phone and be done with it. All of this clueless meeting up is bound to get inconvenient sooner than later. For now, all he can do is drum his knuckles against the door three times and see where it gets him.