Morgan stuttered out a thank you to the waitress. She then took the time to "arrange" her napkin in her lap. When the Milo and Ramona didn't faceplant into their food, Morgan felt safe to dig in. Which she did with gusto for the bacon and slightly slower with the pancakes. When Ramona requests cash only that gets a amused snort from Morgan. She didn't have any cards to pay with, so she just slips a few bills under the check. Not small bills either, she basically left a $30 tip.
And then the UFO man starts talking to them. Am I catnip for alien-nuts or something? First the dood calling me a bandit a--Wait a minute. Send back...dolls?! That caused a flicker of recognition to pass over Morgan's features, her eyes bugging out.
Sure, it sounded like conspiracy nut ravings. Unless you happened to be familiar with the Fae and their fetches: the dolls meant to replace the abducted. Of course, the gentleman could just be crazy-crazy instead of afraid that the Fae/aliens were coming for him. Though if the rumor that the insane could see through masks was true, their group would've been one the man fled from. Morgan's eyes slid over to focus on the old norman's shadow. She tried to follow the outline of it to see if it matched his frame. Was the norman just a norman? Was he something else?
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