He nodded. "Yeah, sounds good," he chuckled. He stared out the window, watching the forest line. His heightened senses were easy to switch on or off, but on the eve of a full moon, he cannot control them. He could see parts of his pack running through the dark edge of the forest. They were patrolling, watching for any type of supernatural being to come to this peaceful town. Oddly enough, this town doesn't know they are safe from anything else. He shifted his eyes back at Holly. He could smell the stench of cabin all over her again. He shook his head as cool beads of sweat started rolling down his temples. He took a deep breath, feeling the effects of the full moon start to hit him. This day was going to feel like crap until the full moon came out. He checked his watch just as the waitress came over to their table. It was 9 in the morning. He had another six hours to get to the forest, and patrol the area. He looked up at the waitress, who had asked him if he was ready to order. He used his sleeve to wipe his forehead. "Yeah- uh...." he started, feeling an intense feeling wash over him. All the colors seemed prominent. Especially the waitresses' fake red hair. "I'll take a vanilla milkshake," he said, then cleared a lump in his throat. The waitress gave him a puzzled look, almost like Holly had when she asked him about it being took cold for winter. He looked back at Holly, seeing if she was still going to order the hot chocolate.