"I'm sort of rubbish at bullshit. Though I suppose I'm better at it than I used to be." Thank you, Torchwood, for teaching her how to lie semi-convincingly. "Could still tell them that, it'll make them feel pretty confident about themselves when they see how awful at it the 'competition' is. I faked being a doctor once."

She might be able to carry off something like that very briefly, if no one asked her any questions.

"Never know, maybe it will be your agency someday." She steps into the elevator when the doors open, taken aback for a moment by the novelty of an attendant, who politely corrects her when she reaches toward the buttons herself. "Time to learn not to push every button and flip every switch I come across, I suppose."