The woman in question is a tall blonde with a no-nonsense frown and a dress that looks, to anyone familiar with English history, vaguely Elizabethan in style. She gives him a short nod in return, businesslike. "You know something about what's going on here?"

The only thing that's stopped her from heading in already is complete lack of knowledge about the situation, and it looked like everyone was out, but if this guy knows something and has reason to believe not everyone's out, she's going to fix that.