*while the only evidence of her discomfiture are her white knuckles as she grips the door handle, is certainly more than perturbed by this* You're not authorised to disclose any details as to why you have pulled someone off the street? This is a very strange city indeed.
*looks up at the Fountain (and it is imposing) and recognises it from her occasional reconnaissance trips around the city* *coolly* Why am I here?