[h3]The Ripper[/h3]
Taking her attention away from the fountain, "Jack" tilted her head towards the blonde knight.  The other Servant seemed... Confused?  That was confusion, right?  "Jack" wasn't exactly unfamiliar with the look a woman made when she was confused, although she hoped the knight wasn't about to start screaming.  She never liked that part.

[i]"They... Those men said this was "New York","[/i] she said, just barely louder than a whisper.  She wasn't really sure what else to say.  "Jack" had known very little of New York, and even then the way it was now was so different than anything she would've heard of that it seemed like a completely different place entirely.  Turning her head towards the others, she saw various people passing by, some not even human... And after staring blankly for a while at the crowds, she overheard the two men mentioning newspapers.  From what she remembered, those were big sheets of paper people read to tell them what was going on, although despite how often she had appeared in such things she'd never read one in her life.  Mostly because she'd never read [i]anything[/i] in her life, but...

[i]"We... Um..."[/i] Awkwardly, she approached the two.  As much as she didn't want to talk to anyone aside from Mother (wherever she was), it seemed like she was stuck with these people for now.  Maybe if she helped speed things up a bit she could get back to looking for Mother.  [i]"We should just... Just kill someone and take their newspaper."[/i]