The four of us were sitting in the car. I had parked my car at the back of The Marjorie’s after Reinn saw the waitress’ car - a blue sedan - that she’d seen in her vision and that meant she’s already at the restaurant, working her shift. We’re just a few feet away from hers, so we could get a better view of the restaurant’s backdoor and her car.
I couldn’t recall how long we had waited for the waitress but surely she’s nowhere to be seen right now. A few waitresses went outside from that door for a little break - smoking cigarettes or accepting a call or just went outside to take a breather, which I didn’t think that’s a good idea because of the dumpsters, no fresh air for sure. I checked the time on my phone, it’s a little bit past 7 PM, and we had to wait until 15 minutes past midnight
