Zoe was thankful for the help, but once they got the door closed and she got used to the change in light, enough to see who she was talking to...any smile she might have had in thanks faded. An almost ineffectual cop and an idiot doctor. The cop wasn't so bad, but the doctor?
Zoe stepped from the door and started to look around; from the looks of things, Jennifer had been there a little longer..and had made a friend?
"Government, how long have you been down here?" She started moving things this way and that as she spoke. Taking stock. They had to know what they had available, what they could and couldn't work with. It had to be ready, known.