The interior was like that of an old-fashioned tavern, though clearly modernized with flat screen televisions connected to the walls.
It was noticeably empty, except for the employees at the back working the kitchen.
Finn sat down, making sure to take a seat where he could see the entrance, having Charlotte beside him and Nikko across.
"Quiet today?" Finn asked, looking around at the empty tables.
"It's working hours right now. Only people out eating are on their break, most likely," Nikko reasoned with a smile, passing the menus around.
A server came over, taking each of their orders, though it ended up just becoming an entire lineup of classic barbecue goods brought to them.
From chicken to tri-tip, sausages and seasoned corn, a feast awaited the guests to the secured city. It was a taste of times before everything had gone to hell, a bite of nostalgia, though perhaps an appetizer for a brighter tomorrow.
