After a long day of dealing with an international crisis and the stress of her superiors, A.J. was in no mood to be where she was. As she sat there at the table in the back restourant the only thing that was going trough her mind was the warm bath she will be taking once she reaches her home. Waiting was never something she was good at. As she ran her hand trough her thick wavy brown hair she checked her reflection in the places glass. She was wearing her blue office dress that almost met her knees.