Kyle looked up as another woman from the Order, judging by the energy she was putting off, walked in and sat down across from him.  *"Just the one?" She asked, looking at Kyle.*

"For now.", he said.  "I've talked to her, and she seems friendly enough that I may be able to get her to tell me about her cult.  Of course, I'm not supposed to know she's in one, so that may be tricky.  Fries?"  He slid his half-empty basket towards her.

Just then another man walked over and sat down, *"Hello, my name's Jackson Devani, and I must say that it is a pleasure to meet you. Both"*

Kyle of course saw through his thinly veiled attempt at flirting with the new woman, but ignored it.  "I was just telling her that I'm trying to get the waitress to tell me about her group.  I think we may be able to convince her we're just a group of American friends who are into magic.  Maybe a Coven, if you want to play it that way."

Yet another member of the Order walked into the building and sat down at their table.  *"hey guys, how goes it? My name is Aaron White. " He said. "Waitress? Can I get some food?"*  As he finished speaking three more people entered, these three also having the distinct felling of Fae energy around them, though nowhere near as strong as that surrounding the Waitress.  *"Crap!"*

"Seems you managed to find a lead as well.  I was hoping we could convince them that we were just a group of Americans interested in magic or a small-time coven, but this might complicate things a bit.  Judging by their body language, they've already met you and don't like you too much.  I'm Kyle Sanders by the way."  He put his hand out for anyone who wanted to shake it.