The morning was warm, the sun was out and the Harvelle's Roadhouse was open to anyone who either wanted a drink or just needed somewhere to sit for some time due to the weather. Even if a person was not a hunter, they were still welcome as it was still a place for the general public.

The door was open and inside was Ellen Harvelle, the matriarch of the Harvelle family, the widowed wife of William "Bill" Harvelle and mother of Joanna Beth "Jo" Harvelle, she was working behind the bar serving the customers. Her daughter Joanna, who much preferred Jo, was also serving the other customers.

Whenever she did have a moment to herself, Jo glanced out of the door before returning to her job. If there was ever an observant person, it was Ellen, she had picked up on her daughter's behaviour and upon realising it was somewhat calm enough to step away from the bar, she walked over to talk to Jo.

"Jo..." Ellen spoke up gesturing Jo to a more quieter area of the Roadhouse so that the people there could not hear. As much as Ellen lost her patience with people, on this one particular day she did not want to stir up any drama as it was too warm to start a fight with anyone, let alone her own flesh and blood. She glanced to the side for a moment as a smarter idea came to mind "Ash? Watch the bar will ya while I speak with Jo" She ordered as the tech-savy mullet having genius nodded his head.

Ellen then moved to the back with Jo in tow. In the back, the older Harvelle finally spoke up.

"What's with looking out there?".

Jo was silent for a moment before answering her mother as she knew better than to lie to her. She sighed and finally answered.

"I got this case I want to go on...it's over in Omaha and I won't take long with it, I swear! It's just a simple ghost and I know I can handle it" She answered although she had been banned from going on any kind of hunt even if it was as small as a spirit.

"No! Absolutely not, you're staying here and that's final and don't you dare even try and argue with me" Ellen retorted coldly clearly wanting to get it through to Jo that she was to not go. Tensions were rising between the two and Jo grumbled with clear annoyance although she knew this would be the answer she would receive.

"Fine!" Jo responded in defeat before walking into the main area with Ellen walking behind her. Ash, who had been keeping an eye on the place while the two had been talking, looked back over and nodded to Ellen to give her a silent answer that all had been well in her brief absence.

Not wanting another round of her mother's brief outbursts, Jo just instead chose to return back to her job of serving people. She grabbed a tray from the bar and walked around where she removed a glass of beer and handed it to a man, she had seen him around enough times to deduce he was a hunter but then again the flannel shirt and gun at his side gave it away as well as the slight stench of monster though Jo didn't stand there long enough to pick up what monster it was.

Back behind the bar, Jo picked up a beige coloured folder that held four pages inside. On those pages was all the information Jo had gathered on the very case she had brought up to Ellen. While she had known there would be no point in making the folder as she couldn't go on the hunt, it had given her something to do. Each page had been written in long detail with pictures taped on them of the people involved which included the identity of the spirit, victims that had been murdered and sightings of it.

She leaned against the wooden, her eyes on everything she had wrote on the case she had made. While hunters and non-hunters alike were conversing with each other, Ellen, who had also been behind the bar noticed what Jo had been reading and she spoke to her.

"Now you listen to be Joanna Beth Harvelle, I said no" She warned.

"I know! I'm just reading" Jo defended herself, she sighed and stood upright "Besides, I was gonna hand it to someone else" She muttered stepping out of the bar where she walked over to you.

"Here" She smirked throwing it down onto the table for you.