For a moment Betsy thought she might have made a mistake. Perhaps the blonde woman was just as ordinary as everyone else on the street. Just another common citizen of the 60's. But over the years Betsy has learned to trust her instincts.
She stepped only a few inches closer the woman so as not to allow passers by to hear their conversation. "Come on luv I'm not bloody stupid." She said trying to coax out the answer she was looking for.
"Let's just say you have an aura that doesn't scream native." She nodded in a "knowing" manner at the woman.