Well, it appeared to be a party at the mailboxes? Sam hadn't been expecting that, but he supposed that everyone else had also fallen behind on timely mail collection. He recognized the woman from Russia, briefly having seen her - but it was brief, since he saw only what Shere Khan saw, and the tiger was mostly interested in mauling people and spraying blood everywhere. And Sam definitely didn't want to bring up the presence of Dracula right now either.
"I just need to scoot in really quick," he said, but in the process accidentally bumped into the woman standing there. "Oops, sorry about that," Sam added as an apology, automatically steadying her arm in case he knocked anything askew. That was when her features changed entirely - it was yet another instance where someone's face fell off. Goddamnit, how many times was this going to happen?! Was everyone an entirely different person? Did Inspector Luther really have a vagina? That would have been Sam's first guess, not anything involving this woman here. He really would have to start wearing gloves if everyone's special power was the ability to make themselves look like someone else.
He froze, brow furrowing in confusion at the sudden change. Interesting! While she was an attractive woman with intense eyes and high cheekbones, Sam didn't recognize her right away.