Siana/Ari - 11pm
Ari considered looking affronted, saying something snappish -- I beg your pardon? -- but the look on the officer's face was one of such priceless incredulity that she couldn't help but take a different approach.
She finished tying on her mask, ran her hand over her hair to settle it, let the silence stretch a few interminable moments before replying: "Why yes, me indeed. How very lovely to see you, peacekeeper -- or shall I say My Lady? How nice it is that nothing is trying to kill us this evening."