While Ishmael was scoping out the abandoned vehicles that sat in the rest stop parking lot, the young girls he had been following here had approached him. He'd almost forgotten about them. He stepped out his cigar before turning his attention to them. Looking at them now he was even more shocked at just how young they were. "Hi Alysia, Ferra. I'm Ishmael." He said with a smile. "You two run pretty fast, almost lost ya for a second." Definitely a good skill for the two of them to have with these sick freaks walking around. 

"So are you two sisters? Are your parents in there?"