"Oh, I see." Still cheerful. Appearances can be deceiving, she does not say. Instead: "I've been called worse, I suppose. Much worse. I quite like kittens, really."

"Now," hands on her hips, still smiling, "there seems to be a bit of a problem for all of us, as we're not exactly sure where we are, how we got here, or how we can return. I don't suppose you can shed any light on any of those questions?"