[She's a little down at the fact that he doesn't seem too into her idea, but doesn't take it personally. He's probably frustrated they're not on the right track. By the time they pull over, she's eager to hop off the bike and stretch her legs. His guitar is taken off so she can set it on the seat, and she stretches her arms up above her head before trying to pop her back.]

It's pretty weird that there's no sign of life around here. Maybe everyone moved where the lights are.

[Her head turns so she can glance back at the gas station, and decides she might as well see if there's anything inside. There's plenty of old bricks laying around, but the windows are boarded up and the door in is just...open. There's no need to break in at all.]

I'm gonna go in and see if I can find an idea of where we are! Maybe there's a newspaper or map or phone book or something still laying around. Are you gonna hang around out here?