When the cars came to a complete stop, and they had reached their destination, or at least the first leg of their journey, Archer was relieved.  Not because she didn't like traveling, or that she didn't like the company in the car, but it meant they were one step closer to their first mission, and therefore about to learn what said mission would entail.<br/><br/>She stepped out, grabbing her bag, and made it onto the jet; whistling in mock appreciation.  She made short work of finding a seat, stowing her things away, and heading over to the conference table, scooping up her badge before finding a seat across from their new boss.