There had been reports of ghostly activity all along the highway, nothing particularly dangerous it seemed, but they'd wanted to check it out just to be on the safe side. Holtzmann had volunteered to drive out and see what was what, wanting to stretch her legs and get out of the lab (read: she'd made some new playthings and wanted to be the one who got the chance to test them out if things turned south).

It took longer to get out of here than expected, and she'd spent half the night investigating without really finding anything. She was about to head out and use the last few hours of darkness to search some more, but who could ghostbust on an empty stomach? And there was a diner right there, it was almost fate.

She'd made herself comfortable at the counter and slapped her hand down on the surface.

"Your best burger, please, good sir, and quickly!"