"Just Babs is fine for the streets. Call me Barbara and I'll look for my mother, call me Oracle and anyone who hears us might think we're weird," she replied with a small grin. She had no computer with her and her face wasn't being lit up in green my a screen in front of her. Oracle was nowhere to be found for the moment. "It's good to meet you. Well, again."
Babs took a moment to adjust herself so her chair wasn't completely blocking foot traffic any longer. "Were you coming from the Press, by any chance?" she asked him. It seemed logical and appropriate that if he were around the general offices, then that's where he would have been.