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Smells mighty good, Brent.

Yeah unfortunately for me,

good enough to keep you around here, old man.

Oh I reckon it's not that good.

I'm just so old I can't tell crap from caviar anymore.

I don't know Pappy,

you've been coming around here a long time now,

you might just like the taste of crap.

You know you're right, this food must be awful bad

considering I never seen you ate it before.

Good morning.

What a looker.

Well are you gonna go talk to her

or are you just gonna stand there like an idiot?

I can't.

I shouldn't.

What do you mean?

You need to take her order don't ya?

Oh yeah, right.

Meeting someone?

Huh?

Are you waiting for someone?

Yes.

Um, no.

Um, not like that, at least.

Oh cool.

Is everything okay?

It's your eyes.

Yeah?

They're beautiful.

Thank you, anything else?

Um, yeah.

Um, what can I get ya?

No thanks, I'm not hungry.

This is a diner, you know.

I'm not, hungry.

You can't just sit there without any food,

don't you think it'd be a little odd?

Fine, make me something.

Alright, one house special coming up.

When's the wedding?

For being so hot, she's awfully cold.

Could be she's one of them science folks

from up on Lost Creek.

Maybe after some of your crappy eggs she'll warm up.

Yeah, yeah.

Now Pappy, where's that handsome

hamburger flipper of mine?

Oh phooey, Jo.

Brent ain't in to you like that.

Not yet he ain't old timer.

Hey there good lookin' whatcha got cookin'?

Morning deputy.

How many times do I have to tell you

call me Jo, not deputy.

Unless you're into that sort of thing.

As long as you're wearing that badge,

it'll be deputy, deputy.

Suit yourself.

At least you're prompt with the food.

Oh this isn't for you.

It's for uh, hey Pappy where'd she go?

Looked like she needed to hit the can

as soon as Jo here arrived.

What do you mean she?

You alright in there?

I'm fine.

Can't a girl get some privacy around here?

Just wanted to let you know your food's ready.

Okay thanks.

But seriously Brent, do you have a girlfriend now?

- Because... - Not now Jo.

I think she has a gun.

Hold on sit down for a minute.

Pretty and packing, huh?

What a woman.

I think she might be in trouble.

Uh, yeah.

Probably with the law.

If she was wanted, don't you think you would have gotten

an APB about a fugitive?

Well sure, we get APBs about fugitives all the time.

But without having seen her,

how would I know if she fits any of the descriptions?

Oh I can describe her for ya.

Just imagine gorgeous flowing locks.

Eyes that'll burn right through ya.

Silky smooth skin.

And a figure like a super model.

No, no a figure like an angel.

Old man you're about to meet a whole host of angels

if you don't shut up.

Anyways, even if she's not wanted,

why should we trust her?

She has a gun.

You don't have to trust her,

just trust my judgment until we know more.

This is the place,

hopefully it's her this time.

If it's her, she didn't make it far.

I'll look her straight, you run the retinals.

Understood.

Uh, uh, I wouldn't recommend that.

I'm Agent Reed.

And the gentlemen whosw chest your hand

so lovingly rests upon is Agent Heller.

We're part of the security detail over at

othe Lost Creek facility,

and as such we have federal authority