Aaron stood up. "This is basically Cold blooded murder, Vance! We need to wait until the Civvies are out of the way!" Aaron put hid hand on his dagger inside of his duster. He really wanted to just shout "Sic Semper Tyrannus! and go the John Wilkes Booth way killing the waitress, but morality prevented him from doing it. Aaron had a plan. He drew his CIA badge. 
"Alright! Everybody out! This is a CIA operation! Some people in here are suspected terrorists! You, stay here!" he pointed to the waitress. 
The angel spoke in his head. "Smooth, Tell everyone you're a CIA Agent, Genius plan!" He could hear it slow clapping. 
"Just shut up, I got this under control." Aaron sat back down and ate some more fries.