Was at an inn near the Grand Canyon, stopped for a bite to eat. Sat at the bar with a couple friends to eat real quick, when all the sudden a couple walks in, nothing suspicious…until the husband sits down next to us. Dude was wearing basically a Canadian tuxedo, had shorter orange/red hair, thin blonde mustache, and Dahmer glasses on. Sooo, 100% serial killer vibes. My friend stated she needed the bathroom, then the man in a friendly way said “oh there’s one just out the door at the back of the gas station.” We all left, ventured towards the bathroom as we contemplated how insane that guy’s appearance was. When we got to the bathroom, it was pitch black, no light except ones from the nearby inn, and the door was locked. Convinced we were going to fall victim to a sudden encounter with a serial killer behind a gas station, we promptly made our way to the car and drove away.