"I don't really get modesty as a concept," Ilde admits, in the extremely telling process of unbuttoning her coat. "I just wouldn't drop the illusion in a public place. Is it allowed here, though? I can put up a screen." ...illusions, as she's already casually referenced.

She leaves her coat for now to find her wallet, buried somewhere in her obnoxiously oversized purse. (In fairness, it's that big because it's full of secrets-- okay, she's just toting a lot of things. Including a first aid kit and a knife.)