She's not going to hear that bit. Instead, she's focused on the map.

"Of course I've used it," She answers distractedly. "Bakerloo, Bakerloo..." She spots the brown line and nods to herself, satisfied of a job well done. She heads off in the direction of the Bakerloo staircase, and ends up travelling deep down in the station. Still, her walk is bouncy and carefree. At least, it is until she reaches the bottom, and there are two ways to go.

"Left or right?" she hisses.