She went to work immediately, picking up a job as a news anchor for a local station few people watched. All the better to keep things manageable while she got her bearings.
She blended in easily, going out with her new co-workers to a local bar. She wasn't typically a social person, but today, and for as long as she was under cover in the dirty, overcrowded pit of New York City, she would remember her training and pretend that she did.
Maria looked around the dank, noisy pub all the while being talked at by a co-worker. She wished she could pull the .38 out of her hand bag and shove it down this lady's throat, but that would blow her cover. Too bad, because she was sure it would get some silence. Across the room standing by a bar was a man in a cheap brown coat trying desperately not to look like he was staring at her.
"Men..." She thought exasperatedly to herself. "Though on the other hand, maybe it'll help buy me a moment of quiet -- or at least a scotch."
Maria turned her attention back to her co-worker.
"Hang onto that thought. Your drink is empty, let me get next round,". Maria excused herself and made her way to the bar.
"Give me a shot of Glen McKenna and..." She paused for a moment to think, "a Long Island iced tea."
As she finished her order she felt a tap on her shoulder.
"Have you met Ted?"
Upon turning she sees the man from earlier, cheap brown jacket and all.
"Let me guess, you're Ted,".
Ted smiled awkwardly back at her.
Maria sighed mentally and plasters on a smile deciding to play along.
"I'm Robin, Robin Scherbatsky,".
