[The "little" old lady leans in, squinting through her thick glasses. A moment passes, one of assessment and... something else, before her face cracks into a grin once more.]

Ohh, I see, I see. Freshly disembarked and seeking someone, are you? First time in London? Maybe I can help you look, dearie. [Pointing to her, again, very thick glasses.] I've the vision of an eagle!