"So you want me to go and sit at a table with some stranger I have never met before, looking like a bad guy if I might add, and just sit while you get drinks? Are you crazy?" She grimaced, looking at the terminator handler. "Just be quick about it." She snapped getting out of the car and walking at a steady pace to the table at which the woman sat. Taking a seat across from her she smiled brightly. "I like your hair."