Fancy felt the hair go up on her neck at the sound of Lucy's voice. She turned and gave a small smile in return.
"Bonsoir Lucy. I am." her voice was firm as she pondered the meaning of Lucy's appearance here. "Are you?" She stepped closer so as to not be over heard.
"You're a brave woman. This is a dangerous place for a reporter. Even an Allied one." she began. "Are you here on business or pleasure I wonder?"