Connor smiled, and said, "A hamburger too, with Coke as a drink" if he was going to have to continue to drive, he wanted caffeine in his system. The waitress nodded, and Connor waited until she was gone to say "I bet hunters have been here before, and that this little pit stop is good for hunters. The waitress recognised the tattoo" he said, smiling slightly.

He leaned back in his chair, shifting slightly, thinking and taking in a few deep breaths, setting aside their menus for the waitress to pick up later. "There's a few of these sorts of places around-people that know of the supernatural, but don't want to be actively fitting them. They help out any way they can. Or people who have lost someone, and don't want to see others lose people. Its a good way to have help. Most likely, they have stocks of guns, ammo, holy water, things that can help" He handed the menu's over to the waitress, and took their drinks from her. 

"I'll be right back with your burgers" She said, heading back to te kitchen