Fred looked around. She hoped Dinah wouldn't be too mad, but the brainy female wanted to take care of this on her own. The hacker had pissed her off, enough to make her act rather irrationally and bravely, which sometimes were the same thing.
She stepped in, the tablet in hand. Rather than look like she was actually searching for the culprit, she got in line as if to make an order. She used the wait time to pinpoint the bad guy.
"Where are you?" She mumbled softly to herself. The people in line gave her only a glance before going back to waiting. Some recognized her as that woman who tended to talk to herself. It really wasn't anything new.