Fred turned to look at them; there was a definite shake of her head, but she wasn't going to push the issue. She just put it out there, so that when they'd get their heads out of their...wherever their heads may be, they wouldn't have to do the small talk leading up to it. Cordelia would have done it...she hoped. It would have worked much better if Cordelia had done it.
"See? Supernatural. He could help. Maybe we could find out where the zombies came from? I'm sure it's medical; the paper had something about it. Talk to the doctors mentioned. Maybe hack the police files, if there are any." Maybe find the person who killed her a while back and finally see that there was justice, didn't matter that she was still alive.
"Or, I could just stand over here with the coffee."