Perhaps if she didn't have such charming company she may have been slightly perturbed but in her head, this just made the night more interesting. "That window." She doesn't look concerned, "Nothing in life turns out precisely how you plan it." Oona is definitely rolling with the punches. "We'll check. Who knows. Maybe something magical will happen." And the comment wasn't sarcastic. She'd found something out and she couldn't wait to share them. From the moment they'd messages she's been battling to keep the story she wants to share from exploding out.
Undeterred they get to and inside the restaurant. She moves to the host/hostess station and explains that she had reservations and apologizes for being late, not making any excuses because it is 100% her fault. She's been sidetracked and had lost track of time.
"I'm sorry. There's a wait now." Judy is looking at Oona and Rafe apologetically.
Oona is ecstatic. "How long is the wait?"
"A half-hour. You can get a drink at the bar or wait in the lounge." Judy explains.
Oona knows what she'd pick. A glance up at Rafe, "Can I buy you a drink, handsome?" and as luck (or something else entirely) would have it, there happened to be two empty chairs at the bar. "Come on." she moves to the chairs, "I have something I want to tell you."