Star was on her way back from work at about that same time, with her usual grocery bag full of produce, it was the stuff that was still good, but couldn't be sold for cosmetic reasons, she was always more than happy to take it, given as how she came from a place where fresh fruit was more than just a scarce commodity, it basically didn't exist, she was always happy to take it home instead of letting it go to waste.
She was the kind of person who usually kept alert, and someone taking pictures of the apartments caught her attention. She arched a brow, pausing at the front steps, grocery bag held in one hand. She debated a moment before mimicking a bo'sun's whistle with finger and thumb in her mouth. The two-toned whistle for a ranking officer on deck. Star had been raised by soldiers, and had a finger-whistle that could almost crack concrete.