She nearly laughed in surprise when Oliver flew across the room. "Sorry," she said while trying to suppress her laughter. Then it passed as soon as something, or rather someone, showed up on the screen and told them about the virus attacking. When Ragdoll disppeared, she kept repeating, "Oh dear, oh dear oh dear oh dear," her state of worry showing up quite visibly. She began pacing, chewing on her thumbnail, and showing other nervous habits. "Okay, calm down, calm down," she muttered to herself, trying to breathe evenly. It had limited success, but she still had butterflies in her stomach. "Ok, eastern harbor, we-we need a plan, a m-mode of transport, some-some sort of- oh my god we need to do this." Even though she had been originally bored of being inside the coffee shop doing next to nothing, she clearly did not expect to be suddenly thrown out into the open with barely any info about their mission. She looked at Oliver, nervousness clearly shown on her face, and asked, "Please tell me you have something in mind." Then something caught her eye and she looked toward the panel that had opened, curious to see what was inside.