In the end, of course they would settle on the waffle shop. It was a familiar place and honestly they probably needed that with the events that were going on that week. Or maybe it was just Raven who did. She knew that she was spreading herself too thin. Constantly looking into leads. Always going to the prison to visit with Dick, her soul self keeping tabs even when she couldn't be there at random intervals just in case. And now the emotional turmoil that came with visiting her father.
She may have to suppress her emotions as a general rule so her abilities didn't take over, but that didn't mean she was immune to the strain and stress. But it was fine. She would rest when this was all over.
It really was a good thing that there was no one else in the Occult Investigation Division at the Agency. She was going to have a lot of work built up but it was all just research and at least there was no one to inadvertently incur her wrath as her rope burned ever closer to nothing.
Noticing that it seemed the waffle place was empty except for Tim and a line cook, the empath took a chance and used a portal to enter, seeming to emerge from the shadows as if she were made of them. Making her way to the booth Tim had gotten set up in, Raven just nodded in greeting and reached for the coffee. A sign of how stretched out she was as Raven almost always stuck with tea. But desperate times and all of that.