With a little extra encouragement, she has an answer, albeit a strange one. "The Doctor?" she repeats, an echo of a laugh on her voice, like she can't quite believe him. "Doctor who, exactly?" It's not the first time people have gone under aliases to protect themselves. It's a dangerous world they live in.

Slowly, the barrel of the gun slowly slips off his head, and she steps aside, relieving him for the time being. But that gun isn't going anywhere, and she keeps it by her side as she slowly steps around him, her fedora dipped low over her eyes and only her red lips visible.

"And what do you know of Costello's men?"

It's only when she speaks again that she lifts her head, and reveals the face he's been waiting to see.