Dinah was currently stopping three muggings, talking a potential jumper off a ledge, helping a customer at the Sherwood Florist and doing laundry. And suddenly she was standing in a hallway, a pizza balanced in one hand and a six pack of beer in the other, staring directly at a door.
She looked down at the items in her hands in surprise.
"Really?" she said out loud. "I said I wanted to be where I was needed," she said to no one in particular, even as elsewhere, she just barely missed a punch.
She waited a moment for this side of herself to realize that this wasn't an actual situation where she was needed and teleport elsewhere or just stop being split off from the other sides of her self, or whatever happened. She really didn't quite understand the mechanics of this granted wish, nor did she have the space in her brain to do so when trying to concentrate on so many other things at once.
When she realized that she wasn't going to just 'poof' away until she gave the pizza and beer to whoever apparently needed it, she stepped forward and lightly rapped on the door as best as she could with the hand that was holding the six pack.