"Yes, but if you remember correctly, I wouldn't know where one is," Greg stated, watching the cars drive by. "If you could show me where to go, you won't have to see my face ever again. That is, of course, if fate decides to keep it that way."
Kendra muttered at the word 'fate'. She sighed and straightened out an arm, directing a finger to the south. "There is one right around the corner if you head down this walk for about five more minutes. It's decent, from the outside anyways. You should fit right in." She nodded and began to walk off.