A sigh escaped her lips and she didn't comment on that, though... he did have a point. They weren't exactly at the top of everyone's bff list, were they? And did she really mind that? No, not particularly. So her expression twisted just a bit and she glanced up as the waitress brought their order, a cup of coffee sat in front of each them and a slice of cherry pie in front of Trenton, the waitress paying more than a little attention to him as she sat it down.
Isobel didn't seem to notice, already grabbing the sugar container and pouring a liberal dose of sweet into her caffeine before taking a sip. "You're right," she said after a moment, feeling better with the warmth coursing through her. "Then we'll find a room for the night. And... I don't know. Shake Chicago up tomorrow. What else is there to do? I've spent enough time hiding in my room to want to stay in."