Surprise angel visits probably shouldn't come as a surprise at this point, but Newt nearly jumps out of his skin all the same before turning around with a grin once he realizes who's talking to him.

"Hey, buddy, happy Thanksgiving!" Clapping a hand down on Castiel's shoulder, Newt glances over at the vast array of pies that are just waiting to be consumed with a lick of his lips. "You're going to have to be more specific with the pie business, though, because I plan on eating like, at least a slice of each. Is that selfish? Whatever, I don't care, just take me to your delicious pastry."