As soon as they're inside and she slams the door, Billy grabs a chair to ram under it and then grabs her again. This time he pulls her back into the kitchen until he hits the wall, sliding down against it. The diner was safe, it was familiar, and the creatures couldn't see them from the windows if they were in here.

Weapons? No, no no nonono, not right now. "Not enough," he breathes out, feeling that panic threatening again. "Flayer, too big, too massive. Nothing big enough." And it wouldn't be a good idea to give someone like Billy Hargrove a knife or any kind of weapon at the moment.

That might be putting Chrissy in charge of the safety right now then...