"It's not near-" As she turns around she comes face to face with Malcolm Merlyn and freezes. How is he here? When did he get here and, well, quite frankly what is he wearing? It takes a few minutes of unabashed staring before she remembers what Ray told her yesterday. Jack Harkness is here and he looks exactly like Malcolm Merlyn. It's, honestly it's uncanny. The two could be twins.
"Yeah," She stutters, it's hard to downshift from blind hatred to, well, not blind hatred. "Jack Harkness, right?"