Though she did her best to maintain her cool demeanor, Clarice found it very unsettling how he knew her every action. Could he see her from wherever he was, or did he just know her too well? Both circumstances were entirely possible. She ignored his warning about the guns and walked hastily out to her Mustang, taking cursory glances around outside just in case she could spot him or anything different about the outside of her home. But no, everything looked as it normally did, and she could see no sign of him anywhere.
Once inside the car with her doors shut and locked, key in the ignition, she waited for his next instructions.