Fred wasn't ready for the yank, but then she'd not been ready for an eighteen wheeler to come through the wall either. She yelped, but soon she was hidden behind something. How was it that people were always rescuing her? She stood as soon as it seemed like things were over, and the nice doctor who probably wasn't an alien checked on her.
"I'm okay. I mean, I'm as okay as anyone can be after..while..you know. I think I better see if I can help." She pointed to the Doctor, and so she approached the booth, only...Fred seen a great many things on Pylea, and she'd seen even more working with Angel Inc.; but, seeing someone dead who didn't seem at all demony or vampiry or just bad in a bunch of blood and guts made Fred pause. "Millie. Millie just talked to her then..she..the doctor guy. That's some kinda coincidence."