Unknown took a seat and listened to the conversation. Turning to Neo, she gave him a wide grin. "Neo...I can barely eat just about anything here, so you shall be disappointed in what I am having." Tilting her head just slightly, she shrugged, not really understanding why he cared so much other than it brought him some form of enjoyment. "I am having a steak as rare as I possibly can. Which I doubt is what you wanted to hear." She wanted to order two, but figured that would cause the waitress to look at her a bit funny. Money wasn't the issue here. She didn't care about it much more past the information or meals it could get her to be honest. The fact that it wasn't even her own also factored in here a little bit. But the main reason was she didn't want to draw more attention to their group moreso than necessary.<br/><br/>Yes. They had Morgan and she was sure most people in this town would love it if the demon was dead. Didn't mean that they were their friends or even help them out. Hell. There might even be still members of the occult that wanted the demon to consume the world and thus saw them as threats. Or for simply being outsiders though she had long ago thrown that theory out the window. Didn't mean she wanted to take a chance here. The restaurant, while not busy, was still fairly crowded for a morning and should all hell break loose...There would be a lot of dead and she would probably end up in a blood lust. She hated that. It always left her bloated and feeling like a penguin waddling about. That was the last thing they needed.<br/><br/>"Though I am surprised you didn't just try and order for us all. With as much concern as you are showing and such."