"I was just," she lifted up the paper, "reading about you." So yes, unexpected was the word that she would use. She gave a quick shake of her head, telling herself not to stare. Just because the young woman that she had known had .... well grown up ... was not a reason to stare.
What was she doing in Gotham? Now that was a good question. Bobbi didn't really like to talk about what she did for a living, it was the nature of the job that she didn't trust anyone. Even old school acquaintances who know were working for the Gotham school system.
"Day off work." She was fibbing but oh well. "Came for a visit, I live in Blüdhaven. But -- look at you! I mean," Bobbi hastily added. "Your in the paper!"