She pushed the drunken amphibian off her whispering sharply with irritation. "Get off. You are such an embarrassment. You're physiologically incapable of getting drunk." She pulled her key from her sheer coverup that was draped over her shoulders and shoved it into Scorn's hands.
(Thinks to himself)
Damn it, I can't find any evidence whatsoever pointing to anyone. I could interrogate them, but that would put my secret identity at risk, I can't know for sure that person that put me in this ship knows for sure who I really am, so I'm going to assume not he/she does not know. I'll have to try a different method.
Appears out of nowhere in the bar "Ladies....Gentlemen".