"And I didn't even have to flash a Noble Phantasm--none but my sword, and everyone can see that I'm Saber-class." She dismisses that breach with a careless wave of her hand. "So let them see me reaching out to my fellow Servants. Let them see that I'm open to making friends; most of them won't be, and they'll assume the same of their compatriots. They'll assume that if I'm still asking, no one's taken me up on it--and if Lancer does consent, that gives me a secret advantage." A bit troublesome, to have arranged to meet with Lancer in a public place, but a fine young spark like that will be easy enough to draw on to a scene-stealing battle.