Ankh sat in a booth at Dagwoods munching on a chef's salad. She had spent the morning unpacking half her room from the two month long trip to San Fransisco. Her former mentor had gotten himself into a bit of a snag and Ankh had gone to bail him out. She couldn't believe how long it had taken or how much political crap the Ladder made her wade through before she could finally resolve his situation. She was very glad to be home again.
After the unpacking was done, Ankh realized she was starving and decided to make a run to Dagwood's. She still loved the place and was of the opinion that they had the best chef's salads. She hadn't run into anyone she knew yet and was kind of hoping she wouldn't for at least a few more days. She knew she had responsabilities here though and it would not take long before she was expected to take them back on her shoulders. She would without arguement of course. There was nothing like getting back into one's routine.