Saria frowns, rather visibly at the voice. Slowly she unlocks the door, leaving in the security chain as she opens the door. "I apologize, but may I please see your badge?" She asked in a cautious voice. Her father had raised her with a sense of understanding that true positions of authority would not hesitate to provide proof. Her father was a good man, and had raised her well. She relied on the wisdom he had passed unto her. She squinted out to look in the hallway.<br/><br/>The sound of her phone still screechig out her alarm. "Fucking hell..." She muttered in a low voice. She rubbed her eyes and released a faint yawn, as she waited for the officers response. The frown still on her features. Gods, she was missing something, but what?