He glanced at the menu, found something he knew he could eat, and put it down.

"Sounds like we're both here for the same reason," and he scrubbed at his face. "You an antisocial grumpy workaholic too or is that just me?"

He didn't actually wait for the answer before sitting up a little straighter.

"And the JSA is here to cover any cases of metahumans you happen to stumble over. Metahumans and family members of known JSA members, known or otherwise. It was deemed by Mr. Terrific and your Professor to be a good mission for relations between our two organizations."