Steph catches that look, and for a brief moment she thinks I'm fucked, before mentally kicking herself. She's Batgirl. There's nothing Irene can do right now, she has no idea who Steph really is, and it won't be easy to find out unless she's on their cohort (which reduces the chances she's in the militia, so it's a win either way).

Her smile is suddenly easy, and she finishes her drink in one go, but without any hurry, "Thanks, and thanks for all your help."

She slips off the stool and neatens her dress, before offering another warm smile, "It was nice to meet you, Irene."