So the wild ride began, and Liz could do nothing but sit tight and wait for things to unfold. Where the some of the others watched the scenery outside fly by, she instead observed the other folks in the BearCat. She attempted to pick up irregularities in their behavior and demeanor to shape a first impression, while staying rather silent herself. Being on the smaller end of the spectrum of the team herself, she instinctively attempted to discern who of them might be obviously aggressive or cooperative. For no apparent reason, she decided that the bear seemed likeable. When the other fox next to her spoke up to introduce himself and get a conversation going, she was mildly surprised. With the aviator glasses and all that, she'd have assumed he was one of those "too cool"-people, though this was a nice surprise.
"Liza, nice working with ya." The radio cut their short conversation off, causing minor amounts of concern in the marble fox. She bit her tongue to stop herself from asking whether things were always this chaotic around here. Everything felt more like a military drill than her first day at the police department.
When the BearCat arrived, she unbuckled and jumped out of the vehicle with wavering enthusiasm. With a bit of luck this was the last drive she had to endure for today, but luck was not one of her strong suits. Following the others inside, Liza eyed the other folks working at the department, trying to pick up the mood on the faces of those who knew more about what was currently happening.
Though if that would lead anywhere before their team was filled in was questionable. The fox enjoyed trying to profile people, but she didn't have much of a talent for it and not a whole lot of experience either. She contemplated asking the others about their theories to what was happening, but decided against it for the time being, as she didn't want to come across as a nosy chatterbox.