(Before making it to Customs' extract, you hear a nearby gunfight and make the decision to intervene - Rounding a corner, you immediately collide with a fleeing USEC Rogue)

She quickly scrambles to her feet and out of the way, slapping the charging handle on her MP5

"OH WHAT A HORRID BLASTED DAY!"

She's disturbingly posh, sounding like a british person over exaggerating their accent to the fullest