So she's going to be that kind of person. Fine, okay, Eve can deal with it.

"Lizard, I got," she says with some minor annoyance. "I was hoping for something a little more specific. Like, 'poison hedgehog lizard,' or maybe 'mythical murder lizard.' Anything?"

And where's its owner? That kind of lead means it came from someone. Eve glances around at people, scanning for someone who looks like they're either searching or guilty.