Maybe getting a bite to eat would clear your head. You suggest the idea, and Harrison isn't opposed to it. Thankfully you wouldn't be paying since he left his wallet in the car. He brings the engine to life, and the journey to the diner begins. You look over at Harrison, he's checking the time in some vain attempt to forget how his girlfriend died in front of him and the way he acts. 8:32. He puts his phone up and looks over to you. "Ironically, I'm actually not that hungry. Can you guess why?" You nervously laugh, helping him try to forget what happened earlier, even if only for a minute. After shooting the breeze with him, he parked up front. As you got out, the neon yellow sign entered your vision. It shined upon your black outfit and Harrison's white band t-shirt. You turned away, walked inside, and sat down. You took the menu and found something to have for dinner, nothing too crazy. You told your host what you wanted to eat. After doing so, you took a quick glance around. You can smell the batter cooking in the waffle iron, hear the sound of bacon popping and crackling as it cooks, and see a missing person's poster on a public corkboard. As your new host comes and gives you your food. which got done pretty fast, you glance toward Harrison. He's visibly frightened, staring at a guest of the restaurant. You look over and see that it's an old lady eating a plate of grits. He seems damn sure something is wrong, but you don't see anything wrong. What will you do?