John made a face; not because what Six said didn't make senses, more that he couldn't imagine having to pretend they were siblings. "Going to see our sick mom. Got it," he said with a hint of reluctance. The plan was solid and that was all that really mattered in the end. Settled into the passenger seat, John looked out the window as they rolled out of the diner's parking lot, and back onto the road.
Finding a motel didn't take long, they picked the one that had the least amount of buildings next to it. Digging into his pocket, he produced some money to get their room, handing it over to Six. "Try not to get us a love suite, alright? I don't want you getting any ideas." His lips broadened into a wide grin; not like this place had a suite of any kind, he was just giving her a hard time