Re: the thin and red/the actress
She raised an eyebrow, one well-defined arch that said far more than most sentences would provide. "Assuming of course that we can fall asleep with such excitement afoot," she shrugged lightly, leaving it on him to assume whether or not she would be someone who could. She rather suspected he would not have any such difficulty. He did not seem the type. "A hole in the train floor would be quite the something," she added, reaching for her gin for another time. "It almost suggests that it was less a kidnapping than a running. Perhaps whomever they are looking for intended to disappear?"
A gentleman of independent means, of course. He was not the first, nor the last of such that she had encountered in her years. And while perhaps profession would not lead to a topic of conversation, there would no doubt be other options.
"Ms. will do," she confirmed airily, "And it is a pleasure to meet you as well, Mr. Waterhouse, but please do not feel stuck on formality. We find ourselves in the most unusual of situations after all. It seems a bit as if the most obvious place for the hole in a floor might be directly under the person who had disappeared, and we would think we might have heard about that already. Of course, I am no Agatha Christie," she laughed lightly.