Elizabeth nodded and started toward the Roadhouse. On the way she spotted a garbage can. Part of her wanted to rummage in it for coins and food, but there was another part of her that didn't want to look like an ass in front of the really attractive guy.

She managed to make it to the Roadhouse without further marring her dignity. It. . . was a bar. But a bar that served food so she was at least half right.