After a few hour's had passed Sam walked into the living room with three bowls of popcorn. One in each hand and one perfectly balanced on his head. aside form that there were two bottles of soda on each arm behind the bowls of popcorn. One pepsi, one sprite, a dr. Pepper and a coke(bleh) for those who wanted. There were more in the kitchen. While others had either been asleep or busy he'd left to get some snacks and stuff. Nice light stuff ot follow the beautiful and quite filling meal Burner had so graciously prepared. Still he couldn't believe they'd fallen asleep. Even if the whole thing with wolf was exhausting. He was tired too, but he didn't feel like sleeping. 

Sam smirked. "Yo wake up!" He shouted to the few who'd fallen asleep. "We're teenagers and there's no school tomorrow. The hell are you all sleeping for?!" He asked laughing a little. Still he didn't drop any of the bowls. "Got popcorn, a few movies and some drinks." He said with a bit of a new york accent coming out. "Pick ya poison. We got us some celebratin to do." He added. The accent pretty much came with his excitement. Not many people knew it, but he was originally from the Big Apple. It was where he was born and raised for the first 5 years of his life. Though he didn't remember too much. Only a few happy memories for BOOM he was in an orphanage with no idea how it happened exactly. Shazam's magic helped his memory a bit, but not completely.