Dinah's eyebrows raised at the girl who was lying across the desk when she let herself in. The face of the redhead looked awfully familiar. She'd seen her in the opera of course but even then, there had been a sense of something... something she was forgetting. A file perhaps. She wasn't much for computers, but she had spent enough time in the Clocktower to get a peek at more than her share of profiles. She also made it a point to know the superhero and supervillain community as much as she could.
She blinked, trying to remember whatever it was that was just there, out of reach. At the same time, she looked straight into the eyes of the Scarecrow himself. Crane would no doubt know who she was, so there was a very good chance that this would head south. She just hoped that she could get the redhead out before it did. She didn't know what plans Crane had for the girl, but she knew that she wasn't going to let him hurt anyone if she could help it.
Dinah crossed her arms and simply waited for the recognition that would no doubt cross his features.