Shock of shockers, the badge does little to absolutely fucking nothing for Lia's calm factor. In fact it just makes her grip her duffel strap a little more tightly and try and back up against the wall. She taps her foot impatiently, just wanting this bit to get over and done with so they can get gone. She's so wanting, in fact, that she doesn't even make one snide or sarcastic remark about a bar called 'Anals', even though it's totally ripe for it.

"The hell you're excused," she mutters under her breath and shoves her hands in her pockets. "Going after freaking Marcone by yourself without any backup, I should just let you go 'cause this is just way too stupid for fucking life."

...Yet she makes no actual move to leave him to his obviously well-deserved fate of fuckedness. And eventually she just glares up at him, again with the impatient foot-tapping.

"Well? Start looking already, Sherlock."