[He ducks in there with her and nods at the point she makes, then takes a glance back toward the door as if looking out on the time and place they've stumbled into.]

You're prob'ly right. That dude's weirded out already anyway, maybe we don't give him any more of our time. I kinda doubt this place has anything for us. Gimme a second an' then I'll go distract him while you grab somethin' from the bar?

[Look, he is actually thirsty. But also, whatever is grabbable behind the bar is probably hard liquor, not canned beer or soda. Wrong kind of thirst but a recipe for fun anyway.]

Or we skip it, just get the fuck outta here. Bet there ain't even much to rob anyway.

[Creepy mothefucking old towns. He's gonna pee. Fuck it.]