Coffee and conversation
Sheldon had order his usual which was black coffee and a plate of croissants. His breakfast which is loaded with carbohydrates since he burns most of it with his work. Being young in appearance had its advantages. This allowed him to get into places that required a certain look and his appearance hasn't changed since his twenties which made his work difficult with other operatives his age. Most of them still call him kid despite that he just reached 40.
Still, he was able to do more than any other operative and has pulled off many disguises to get what he needed done. This time, he was looking at just relaxing a bit and talk to the one woman that he met randomly. Something told him that there was much more to her than just being a divorced housewife with the possible 2.3 kids under her wing. She seemed distant and guarded which stands the reason when a divorcee leaves the nest to look for work.
Sandra Bennet, the name rang in his mind. There was something about the surname that had his attention but that could be because the name is relatively common and he may have heard it in passing. Nursing his coffee, he sat patiently and waited for Sandra to arrive. There was no need to pump her for information when they agreed to meet for other reasons.