Curiosity got the better of him, and Logan glanced out of the corner of his eye as she opened up - a map. Of course. She probably had an actual destination in mind.

He reached over with his right hand and tapped on the map, northeast of Laughlin along the one thin line that denoted the crappy little road they were currently on. "There. Deerstalk." It was bigger than Laughlin City, but not by much. Used to be a center for trappers in the local area - now trapping was regulated to high hell and illegal without a permit and a shit-ton of red tape, so the place had dried up some, but it was still a respectable size.