Thank goodness it was Friday never really applied to Tamora. A marine's duty didn't let up just because the week was over, after all, and around Exsilium it seemed things just got crazier when the weekend hit. Well, even if she couldn't really be grateful for Saturday, she could at least be glad her shift was over for the day. Time for another round of caffeine.

Swinging her cruiser up to her favorite coffee shop and kicking it closed, she slung the pack onto her shoulders and pushed through the door. Giving a wave to the barista, who quickly set about making her usual mug of black mud, Tamora cast a glance across the little cafe. Her eyebrows lifted when she spotted a familiar blond head and she moved easily to the table where Barnaby was seated.

"Fancy meeting you here, Inspector," she said with a grin, setting her pack down on the floor and sinking into the chair across from him. Barnaby Brooks was a busy guy, and she hadn't really had the chance to just sit down and get to know him as much as she would have liked. He seemed to have a good head on his shoulders, and it was always good to touch base with your superiors, so far as she was concerned. "Just getting started, or taking five during some downtime?" she asked casually.