It was never a secret that Alexa had a low tolerance for people, never but she was in a room full of people who either didn't know or didn't care to know and that posed quite a problem for her. Between Sabel treating her like a child, that Personal Assistant who was only good for fetching Rainey's coffee yelling at her with flaming red hair and worst of all the idiot she'd hauled in, the one that still didn't seem to get the picture, Alexa was DONE.

Lex stared the woman in the eyes, unsure whether she was naturally slow or simply being provocative. "I didn't assume from the beginning. I asked a question and you've been on the defensive ever since." But Lex wouldn't argue further. One of them had to be the bigger person and it obviously wasn't this Beth so it was left to her.

Merlin the young woman hated having to be the bigger person. She skillfully ignored the wild protest of the woman who wanted to speak with her Department Head. Sabel had explained well enough and she wouldn't be getting anything further. Honestly, everyone was making it a bigger deal than it needed to be. They would be done when they were done. She might have told that to Sabel too, what with him TELLING her what needed doing but then Frenchie stomped back in with a voice echoing off the bare walls. Once she was done, Alexa leaned forward in her chair, still unamused. "You don't tell me when to do with my interrogations, and you have no say in this matter at all. Now I suggest you run back to your little office and wait for Rainey to tell you what he wants for lunch because you have NO POWER in this cell Miss Personal Assistant."

Yelling wouldn't make Lex bend. Ordering Lex wouldn't make her bend. TELLING HER HOW TO RUN HER OWN BLOODY INTERROGATION wouldn't make her bend. Weren't they all leaving? So frustrated was she that despite the door being wide open, she didn't notice Rainey walk by to enter the other room.

Over them all she turned to the woman. "Let's try this again. I'm going to ask you a series of questions and this time, your response will not be that you don't answer to me--because as I've just proven, you do and I can have you here up to the end of the work day without making a proper arrest so it's your choice."

See, choices again. "Do you have Ministry certified Identification on you? Yes or no?" Even made it so simple the woman would understand.