Joe followed Salem and Mary closely. He was still a little freaked out by what he had seen at their place, and wasn't really in a very talkative mood. Which was incredibly weird, considering Joe usually spoke a mile a minute with no regard for anyone else. He grabbed his backpack straps for security and focused on the ground. He didn't have to worry about looking where he was going because Salem and Mary were a good few feet ahead of him. If they stopped, he stopped. His stomach growled for the umpteenth time, and he frowned unhappily. It wasn't too far of a walk, but it was a walk nonetheless.<br/><br/>He wondered briefly about Salem and Mary's parents and their naming habits. The hell was up with that? No wonder he was being haunted by freaky things in their house. If it would be anywhere, it would be with the siblings with the horror genre names. He brushed off the idea of actually being haunted, since he wasn't a believer in any of that kind of stuff. Maybe the Redgraves were? Hah, Red/grave/, totally haunted.<br/><br/>They arrived at the Chinese restaurant soon enough, and Joe kind of shuffled in first, making sure to hold the door for Salem and Mary. He went up to the front of the restaurant and requested a table for three. The waitress nodded, grabbed three menus and led them over to a small booth. The restaurant was nice. It looked like it had received a renovation recently. The walls were a red wood and the carpet was green, and in small glass cases embedded in the walls were pearly green jade statuettes of dragons. Tacky? Yes. However Joe wasn't in it for the decor, he was mostly in it for the food. He sat down with the rest of the group, sort of looking down in silence at the white linen tablecloth.