Robin is walking through the halls of DC, files and binders and her clipboard in her arms, her heels clicking along the hardwood floors.

She’s muttering to herself, her old-fashioned pen writing along the clipboard in elegant script.

She’s quite the busy woman, after all; delivering paperwork and projects and running back and forth all over the capital.

It’s well known that Mrs.Jones does not like interruptions to her work unless it is an emergency, or a family member.