“Mm, they generally don't,” she said, and promptly started sucking on a lemon to keep her from glaring or making another face that might give her away. She and the police tended not to be on the same terms. Once she was sure she had control of her face, she chewed and swallowed, promptly giving him a hug and a kiss on his cheek in thanks for all he had done for her, before she started for the door, schooling her face and body language back into that of a victim rather then someone who didn't give a damn about what was going on that night...except maybe seducing the cute man who took pity on her.
She opened the door a crack, peeking around it, asking for their ID first like any proper scared teen, allowing them in only when she inspected them, still sort of hiding behind the door, but doing her best to balance her 'fear' with the calm demeanor she had earlier.
She worried at her lip as she waited for Christian to join them, immediately going to his side, almost clinging to him without even touching him.