Unsure, he took up one of the gravy covered fries and had a bite. It, thankfully, tasted like it smelled, and not like it looked. He nodded his head a little bit. New town, new possible victim, new fries. It wasn't a bad day.
He smiled to show appreciation of her slight torment of the waitress, and it was a more honest smile than he'd given her previously. Not that she would be able to tell the difference, but Cavan could feel it.