As a child Moe had learned the hard way that things could easily get stolen if you donâ€™t look out for them close enough. Growing up he has had anything from a yo-yo to a television stolen, in the neighborhood he grew up in so it was needless to say that he was well aware.  He didnâ€™t say anything about it, though and just waited for Korra to return to the car after she had left. Sinking back against the seat he sighed heavily and rubbed his eyes. He would have to get some breakfast before they prepared for the long drive to Texas. From the looks of things there really were not that many places where he could just grab something in this end of town aside from some fast food places and convenience stores. That would just have to do; he had to get something to give him energy and maybe something for Korra as well.<br/><br/>When she got back in the car, he turned to face her, â€œAre you hungry? Letâ€™s grab something to eat before the long trip. Iâ€™m paying so donâ€™t worry about price.â€ In spite of his earlier impressions, Moe was being sincere. It wasnâ€™t like he was about to just let her starve while he ate something, he wasnâ€™t one of those cops mind you. But it was also a bit strange; considering he has eaten in front of people he has interrogated before and been rude without a second thought. For whatever reason it was different with Korra, he was having a hard time placing his finger on why.<br/><br/>As he drove he looked around to see if there was anywhere close by but all that lay before him were some run-down apartments. This end of town really did not have much to offer. LA was supposed to be the city of angels but instead there were more demons lurking here than saints. Good people were few and far between in places like this, it was pretty sad. Maybe someday there would be a world where people werenâ€™t forced to sell their body, get into drugs, or have manâ€™s best friend fight to the death to earn a decent living. If you even wanted to call that a living, that is, in his opinion it could be considered more of a lack thereof in some ways. The more he thought about it the more he wanted to get out of this part of town. Six years of being a cop and bad memories still haunted him to this day. Being so revenge driven that was needless to say but it was true.<br/><br/>â€œConvenience store foodâ€¦ well, better than nothing, right?â€ After driving for about five minutes he had finally found a convenience store that seemed decent enough where a robbery wouldnâ€™t happen the second he pulled up. While he was here he might as well fill the tank even though he already had half a tank, the last thing he wanted was to get stranded somewhere. The price of gas was ridiculous but luckily he had enough to fill up for the ride home much to his relief. Much to his surprise it was not that busy and there were several pumps open, he just drove up to the first unoccupied one he saw and shut the car off. He slipped the keys in his pocket after he got out. Korra could go inside the store and get whatever she wanted to while he pumped gas, she was a bit girl after all, however Moe still kept his eye on her.<br/><br/>She might have given him his word that she wouldnâ€™t run off but he knew better than to completely trust a suspect.