[ It's slimy and gross and that's all the reason she needs to hit it, though the way the lady sounds—

She pauses for a moment, looking her over just to make sure, and she lets herself relax soon after. Different scent, but a similar voice and likely a similar sense of overcompensation if her attire is anything to go by. She frowns, looking suspiciously at the gooey things, before shaking her head. ]

I've seen things like them before. People have hats shaped like them, and whoever wears them deserves a whack, anyroad.

[ Oh she's salty. But those next words make her lift an eyebrow. ]

What makes you think they're hiding from something?