I'm not scared. I took on the mob once, you know. Now, given your lack of speech, the general lack of visitors during regular hours anyway, the fact that you're threatening me with a sword -- what kind is that? I wonder what it's used for? -- oh, and the fact that museums always have really important things in them, at least in my experience, which might be a little odd because, you see, the fossils were usually ancient sleeping gods...

*She's walking in a circle now as she chatters on, occasionally bumping into walls.*