Taking the Amazon's moment of distraction as a sign to grab and run, the old lady claimed the bun that Zoe had intended for her own and ran. Zoe knew shooting the woman in the back as she scurried away wasn't right, but the Amazon wanted that bun. Her lips pursed, and she shot Wash a glare over video.
The glare didn't last long. Wash hadn't known, and he hadn't done anything to her. She knew this logically; instead of running after the woman, because she didn't want to go to jail for murdering some little old lady for steamed bread, Zoe sighed and stepped away from the scene altogether.
"Was trying to get some food, now..I guess I'll go back to work." She didn't head into the building yet; instead, she settled down on a near by bench. Doing so allowed her to look at the wav, Wash's end of it. The background looked oddly familiar.
"Where are you?" Her voice hadn't exactly left the anger zone, but it was starting to head that way. Now, possibly not.