"Oh, I'm sure you can handle one little girl all by yourself," Blake responds, her own coffee an espresso with nothing, just caffine, "but I'll keep you company, at least until one of us figures out a way to ferrit out the amazing tentacle man. You'd think someone like that would have trouble hiding. Wonder if he's gone to ground in the sewers or subway tunnels. Maybe the police will get another report; that'd at least narrow the field a little."