The cold was starting to go away as the waitress took her leave, and Isobel leaned forward, lacing her fingers together atop the table in front of her. "Like I said. I have a little money. The purse I had when we showed up here? Twenty bucks in it. Have you checked your pockets for anything?"
She chewed on her lip for a moment, glancing out the window and the world that went on beyond, wondering what in the hell they were going to do. "But after that, I don't have a clue. I don't even know where anyone else went."