It was weird being back at the prophet. So much had changed and yet things were the same. Egypt breezed into the office looking positively excited to be at work. It was good to be back. She walked over to her desk and set her bag down on her desk. There was a layer of dust covering it. She would take care of that after she got something to drink. She ahd been running late and didn't have time to stop of and get her latte and muffin.

The same old stale coffee in the pot greeted Egypt when she walked into the coffee room. Egypt was making a point of avoiding that pot. Which she did. However she did want something to drink and she was sure there was a bottle of gillywater in the little fridge.