Now it's Rauko's turn to feel the muscles in her jaw go slack, and she finds herself trying to place the girl in her own memory. She knows that she has been served tea by the Madame's serving girl's on visits before, so she supposes it's possible that the red-headed woman has been around... but she's honestly a bit surprised that someone in the blue-lantern district would be singling her out in some way.<br/><br/>"I... oh." The infiltrator feels a faint burning roll down her cheeks and throat, but she does her best to maintain a calmer, more in-control facade than the serving girl. How well she does that depends on how natural one can make biting their lower lip look. Repeatedly. "I'm, uh, flattered, and I apologize for not recognizing you sooner, Miss... erm, may I ask your name?"<br/><br/>