Cordelia was just coming up from the basement, hair pulled back in a ponytail and a towel slung across her shoulders. She was wearing the outfit she wore to workout in - a black ribbed tank top and pair of black sweatpants - and was, of course, holding the broad sword she'd actually been training with today. At the sound of a voice she didn't recognize, she frowned slightly and made her way with a little more haste into the lobby.
Seeing John, she arched one eyebrow slightly before her lips curled into an easy smile. "Hi!" Cordelia greeted him in her friendliest tone. "Welcome to Angel Investigations. Can I help you with something?"
The sword was still in her hand, although she was holding it to the side and taking care not to brandish it in his general direction. Some people, she knew, were a little touchy when it came to having sharp objects aimed at them.