Got's a bit of a strong word, I think. For all I know they're just in to pick up everyone in Scotland Yard one at a time. Is this young lady meeting up with you? [ Oh, where'd he put his damned jacket, it's not that big of a flat. He does his best to put on an authoritative face for this, because if he were in her position, having someone familiar not sound confused and possibly verging on terrified would be a big benefit. ] Most everyone answering'll be willing to lend you a hand here, help get you sorted- if it helps, we all get a pretty new set of feathers around here. Wouldn't call 'em strictly good, but unless they're bleeding or falling off they won't do you any harm.