"I'm used to dangerous." She flashes him a grin. "I'm dangerous too, if I want to be." She jumps over a small hole in the ground.

"What do we need to do to "set me up"?"

They've almost reached the entrance now and are about to step out onto the street, and something - Oh. She stops abruptly and reaches inside her coat to produce a small black item. Contact lenses, she almost forgot to hide her eyes again. As abruptly as she stopped, she crouches down, balances the container on her knee and starts to pick the contacts out and insert them into her eyes.