To his credit, Officer Barnabe didn't drop his cigarette upon the arrival of the electrical superheroine. Maybe nearly pinched it off at the filter, but otherwise he managed to maintain his composure. 

"Can't really argue that point, Sparks." He admitted, he liked her alias. He was terrible with names, but 'Sparks' seemed like an adequate nickname for someone who cackled with electricity, and it lacked the mild condescension of 'Sparky'. It was pure luck that it was actually her name. 

"If you've been listening to Gaulton, you know as much as any of us. Only thing he hasn't shared is the fact that northwest sector is out of power. Attached to a grid outside the city borders." He took a drag on his cigarette and exhaled, watching the smoke float away from his face. "Right now, conserving manpower in case of riots so no time to figure out yet what's causing all this. Though pretty sure Chief's also worried people might start disappearing next, so he wants us close." He may as well let her know what was up - there were thankfully no reports of a shapeshifting supervillain, so he felt confident doing so. Better her than the other one, to be honest. Even if she was a hero, decades of horror films still made him wary (even the good ones seemed prone to lash out at others in those movies. Even if she unnerved him, he was glad she wasn't like that). "Seen anything on the way over that we should know of?"

Speaking of how things were, maybe it was time to check in on the radio soon.