Nodding her head in thanks, she stepped inside of the Groovy Burger and drew in a deep breath. It smelled delicious, like cooking meat and fry oil. She spied one of the cooks mixing up a milkshake in the back and decided that was going on her order too. The whole place had a retro vibe, with checker board floors and booths upholstered with slightly shimmery plastic.
“Sure didn't,” she laughed, agreeing half turning to face him as they waited for someone to catch sight of them and seat them. “It's been quieter than the service, but Easthaven is plenty busy. I'm sure you know that.”
If he was in the Circle, then Dune assumed he'd run something in the city. Once you knew, it was hard to miss, consider the supernatural had perfected the art of hiding in plain sight.