Please show me what is in your bag. Well, those were familiar words. Only they typically fell from the lips of nosy policemen. They could usually be bribed or hypnotised. This was different. He was starting to really get the impression that she at least knew the building he had just come from. And if that was the case, there was a good solid chance she knew magic. This was about to get confrontational. John was going to have to think on his toes. As always.
John stopped just in front of her. "I don't see how it's any business of yours. Now if you don't mind stepping aside, I've places to be" he said with a cheeky wink. Having some of that sleep dust that Papa Midnite carried would have been handy. Of course, John knew a few sleep spells. That could always be his back up if just talking to her wasn't going to work.