Dorian listened to the conversations behind her. The useful medic seemed to misunderstand the question she had asked. The shifter turned the question over in her head, the information she had indicated to her that the doctor was the innocent type. Dorian made a mental note to be more blatant with any idea that may require grey area consideration; This note, like most Dorian ever makes about a person, is fluid in its contents.
As local PD approached Dorian prepared to explain her presence and the need for secrecy. However the man’s report impressed the shifter; The cop had good instincts. Dorian listened to the officers conversation and a small smile grew on her lips. The crew would be occupied for a while, and the director would most likely be working on
Even as the shifter decided on her next move Weathers said something that caught Dorian’s focus. ”-me on the Nut case that did this. After which I’d love to treat you all to lunch at the Sundeck where we can talk about this.”
Dorian turned the words she half listened as she turned to face the actress. Dorian tilted her head at the actresses desire to eat while answering questions. As Perfection roared off Dorian turned back to her warp stepping through. Dorian left it open as she strode into the production camp. Watching the trail of dust the shifter saw it stop at the mess tent, she altered course to meet it.
The blonde entered the mess and joined Wendy at the table. Dorian considered the best way to ask why this was the first destination without being what her supervisors called pushy. The question thus caught her by surcaugh, causing her usually controlled expression to break; An eyebrow raising. Recovering her composure quickly the shifter nodded.
“I don’t generally deal with the local police.” She admitted. Dorian studied the buffet being laid out before the group; She began to help herself to a plate. They had time, and if nothing else Dorian can get what she needs either way.