Jordan's grey orbs traveled to the clock on the wall as a sigh escaped his lips. He pulled his hands out of the now empty sink, stopper in one calloused hand, and let the water drain. He dried his hands on the towel tucked into his belt loop and ran his fingers through his spiky brown hair before putting away the last of the dishes and walking out of the dish area and into the main kitchen where time clock sat. He punched out and went around into the main restaurant, taking a seat at one of the small tables and ordering a coffee and waffles. He cast a cursory glance around the small dining area, barely taking note of anyone there before adding cream to his coffee.