She had the common decency to put her shoes back on as she entered the town, though her feet were still aching a little from the trip. Internally she was cursing the bus driver and his entire company, though a part of her understood that even bus companies had to go with what was good for business, not necessarily what was good for her at that exact time. Still, getting used to a world that wasn't catered to your wellbeing was hard, particularly for someone like Elisha.
Still, she got a little look at the town before she arrived at Poor Murphy's. It was getting dark, but not so much that she couldn't see– though frankly there wasn't much to look at. Tall, dark green trees towered above the long-stretching road. There were few houses, mostly residential ones and a few shops that were preparing for closing time. She gave up on sightseeing pretty quickly, heading instead towards the seaside. The water looked dark and uninviting– there were a few boats in the harbour, none of which seemed inhabited at the moment. Spotting the diner where she was supposed to meet Jack, she picked up the pace, finally opening the door. The breath of warmed up air hit her face as she entered, bringing a smile to her face.
Finally, she thought. Civilisation.
An old man looked up as she closed the door behind her. She gave him a small smile and a nod hello, before turning her head to find Jack by the counter. "Jack," she said, with an air of relief. "Thank the Lord. I just had the worst journey, I was afraid I wouldn't make it. I hope I haven't made you wait long."
Her heels clicked against the floorboard as she made her way over to him. Her look fell to a lobster tank in the small corner, disapproval flashing across her face before her smile returned. "I'm absolutely starving, are you? Have you ordered anything?"