Connor nodded, wanting to get back to his horse soon, to make sure she had been alright in the stable. He would have to think about breeding her, to continue her line and continue the supernatural resistance in her blood. 

He glanced outside, but all seemed well, so he checked the car out, and loaded what gear they had taken out of it back in, returning inside. "Uh. It wasn't dear" He said, "(insert price because I don't know the going rate for hotels and motels). take some holy water and a stake to the receptionist, just in case" He said in concern. if he could go himself, he would. But it was too much of a risk.