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Kyle moaned. "Would it kill you to sit still for once? Distracted driver here! Honestly," he ranted. "You would think you haven't ever seen me drive before."
They were driving on an empty country road, so Kyle proved his point by swerving all over the place, driving halfway into a ditch and then back out again before straightening out again.
"And as long as you're back there would you grab me something with caffeine? I think I,m going to fall asleep if I don't get some energy pumped into me."
He obviously didn't need the energy. He was a little stir-crazy form the endless quiet that had plagued the car for the past hour and his energy jumped eagerly on the new situation like a starving dog jumps on a plate of hot, sizzling hot dogs. Mmm... Hot dogs.
They drove through a little town, and Kyle swung onto a restaurant. "Anybody else want to get out of here, or should I get it to go?"

"Yeah, finally is right. I was getting tired of you not sleeping. Burn off some energy quick, will ya?" Kyle looked around and pointed at a pile of rocks nearby. "Go climb that instead of climbing in my truck, kay?"
He smiled at her to let her know he was just kidding and lead the way inside.
A sign inside the doorway told them to go seat themselves. They ended up in a booth by the rear window, giving them a lovely veiw of the side parking lot, which was completely empty except for a beat up old truck that they had arrived in.
Kyle stretched out his limbs as he sat down and picked up a menu. "Omlets sound good," he said to himself.

"If you crash my truck, you die. Otherwise that will be fine," Kyle said as a waitress aproached their table. Everyone ordered.
Looking around, just to make sure nobody was listening, Kyle turned to the others. "So, we're only a half hour to an hour's drive away from Las Vegas. We're going to need a plan, and one that doesn't involve big five-star hotels," he added with a pointed look at Aubrey. "I thought maybe some sort of drug-dealers hotels that will take cash. Something that's cheap."

Kyle started to sing, "Bree's got friends in looooooooow places, where the whiskey drowns and the beer chases her blues awaaaaaaaay"
He attracted glances from the only other table in the place. He sang louder. "Hey I didn't mean, to cause a big scene. Just give me an hour and then I'll be as that ivory tower, but you'll never knooooooooooooow."

Kyle held his hands up in surrender. "Well, I'm sorry my singing voice isn't good enough for them. Last I checked this was a free country and people were allowed to make scenes if they wanted to. Anyway, that sounds great. Your cousin's place, I mean."
The waitress came back with drinks. "Those are on the house," she said with a smile. "As you can see, we don't get too busy here, so enjoy and come back soon, kay?"
Kyle nodded. "Will do. Thanks." She walked away and Kyle picked up his orange juice and took a very long drink, leaving only half the glass left.