Connor groaned to himself as she broke the second kiss, shaking slightly as he tried to maintain control of himself. He nodded, knowing food would be good for both of then, the missed breakfast making itself known as his stomach tumbled with actual hunger. But he did look around as well, spying a pay by the hour motel. 

He smiled, intertwining his fingers with Elizabeth's, heading to the little restaurant that was most likely open twenty four hours for truckers. He grabbed then a table in the back, where he could watch the exits, and keep his back to a wall. Just in case. The menu was basic, but Connor would never complain about it. Mainly because they had hamburgers.

It was a nice little place, but Connor also knew that many such places like this catered to hunters as well as truckers, and that if you needed information, most likely such a place would have it. the hunter community was wide spread and close knit. As a waitress came over, one of two, he saw her gaze linger on the tattoo still exposed on Elizabeth's shoulder, and acknowledgement sprang into her eyes. 

"What can I get you both?"