The sound of Led Zeppelin's 'Ramble On' filled the car, Hunter's head absentmindedly bobbing along to the familiar tune as he turned onto Brattleboro's main street. The streets were fairly empty at this time, save for a few teenagers running around and the car crawled forward slowly as Hunter scanned for their pub of the night. "Thanks for the offer, Mattie," he said loudly so that his voice would be heard over the music, head still facing the window. "I definitely needed a night out and there's something utterly pathetic about going alone." His lips quirked into a small grin before he spotted the pub and jerked his thumb in its general direction, glancing over at Mateo and raising his eyebrows in question.