"No, I'm far from a cop." She muttered before she entered the laundry mat. She of course NOW was in it, gathering her things. What was her real reason in being there? She didn't really appear to live locally, she was new, a bit too new. Gathering tidbits of her clothes here and there as she sighed to herself. "Why does shit always happen around me? Am I the eye of the storm here?" She muttered to herself.