"Not that I'm aware of," she said with a smirk. Barton certainly hadn't changed much. It was nice to see him, anyway. Her lips relaxed into a soft smile as Jessica leaned back in her chair, eyes briefly diverted when the waiter came back with her iced tea. "Thank you," she said, and when they were asked about ordering, she asked for a few more minutes. "So," she started, lightly browsing the menu, "have a nice vacation? Where were you, back on the West Coast?"