Tracey jumped when the woman suddenly approached them, and she felt John's arm coming out in front of her in a defensive reflex. Seriously, it was midnight, who just came up to someone wearing a hood?
"No thank you," was Tracey's immediate response to such an odd request, and she frowned at the stranger. She of course knew about that woman who died, she worked at the Prophet and she was on top of all of the news. "We're both perfectly capable of finding people on our own," she said speaking for John.