Vegetable. Good. Raylan nodded a little as he cut into his steak and popped a bite into his mouth, nodding again. Steak. Also good. He was still hungry, despite everything. Appetite waited for nothing. Most of the time.

"Hm? No," he said, face pinching in his earnestness. He didn't want to elaborate. "You're tryin' to figure it out and it's hard enough for us, bein' in it."

He shook his head, shaking away the topic.

"You really think you're gonna find a bed that suits us in a single day?" Raylan knew money moved things along but he wasn't sure how quickly that really was.