[Well, all this has him on high alert now. Chrissy seems almost embarrassed to admit what she's feeling, but rather than poke fun at her, Johnnie grows serious as he keeps an eye on the windows. He knows better than to take something like this lightly. Might be nothing, might be something far worse. Might be all that darkness outside is more than just the typical dark.

And Miss Toni is awfully perceptive, he's underestimated her. But he can only imagine the things she's seen and experienced, at her age and running a restaurant right near the border, here. She probably saw right through his story, then, didn't she? But she's helping them anyway. Maybe she thought they had another reason. Maybe she's just kind, down inside.

He steps away from the kitchen, toward the front door, and withdraws his pistol, more to comfort himself than out of an expectation it'll do much good.]

I'll go have a look outside. Anything happens in here, you better fuckin' yell an' throw shit at windows or whatever.

[Because as far as he knows some fucking death portal could just open up inside the restaurant, but barring that, if there's a real threat it's more likely to be one watching them from somewhere out there. After checking that his gun is loaded and ready, Johnnie pushes his way outside.]