At the sound of her name, Nina turned and saw a stranger with a hand tucked in his jacket, right towards where someone might carry a shoulder holster. Mind still preoccupied with the worry of upsetting men with guns, she dropped the tupperware and backed up to the door.
"Uhm, uhm, I'm sorry!" she blurted, eyes wide, "I didn't mean to be that much of a bother! Please, please don't be mad!"