Lox and bagels. It almost draws a smile out of him.

"Great," he mutters instead. He doesn't know why he half expected her to admit she followed him here. Even if she did, she wouldn't come out and tell him she did. No, she came from a different direction. She was here before he was. And her answer, as much as he wants to believe she's lying, sounds truthful enough.

He takes a step forward, testing the ground beneath his feet. Not everyone here is human, but there's a fair number of people in uniform. Red, teal, gold. "Is there anyone here you recognize?" He turns, fixing her with a no-nonsense look. "I don't care about covers right now, so don't lie to me."