You pull up to the Roadhouse, and you smile as you climb out of your pickup truck. You always smile whenever you go there, because you know Jo is always there to greet you whenever you do come around. You know she hates being cooped up at the Roadhouse, but it wouldn't be as great a trip for you if she wasn't here. 

 Jo is behind the bar, cleaning glasses, just as you've found her many times before. You walk up to the bar and ask, "Any chance I can get a glass of something?" 

 She notices you, and gives you a smile. "Y/N. You're just in time. I think I should have time for a drink and a quick talk before I go." 

 "Go?" you repeat. "Are you and your mother going on a trip?"

 "Um, no. I'm going alone. How about a whiskey?" 

 "Sure. So, you're leaving the Roadhouse? Mind if I ask where you're going?" 

 "Hunting," she answers. "What else would I be going off to do? Here." She slides a glass over to you. "I'm going off hunting, for real. You know it's what I've been wanting to do, Y/N." 

 "I know. I just didn't realize you would be going off on your own. Is your mother okay with this?" 

 "Well, what do you think?" Jo replies. "Of course my mom isn't okay with it. She doesn't want me going out hunting at all. I mean, after what happened to my father...I get it, you know? I get why she's worried." 

 You nod. "But you still feel like you have to go there and do something besides working here." 

 "Exactly. I'm always hearing these stories from hunters who come through here, you included. I want to go out there, too." 

 "Well, if you're that determined," you say, "Why don't you come ride with me for a little while? I heard about a possible vampire nest a little west of here, and I'm going to go check it out. Why don't you come, see how you handle it?" 

 Jo smiles. "I'd love that." 

 "All right, then. You and me it is. You finish cleaning up here, I'm going to finish this," you hold up your glass, "And then it'll be you and me on the road together."