Brigid is walking home from the shelter, carrying her bag, when the soccer ball crosses her path. Automatically, her foot shoots out and catches the ball, batting it back to the young man who looked to be chasing it. Holding up her hand, she puts the bag on a closeby bench. There's nothing in it that will be horribly lost if it gets stolen.

Then she comes back and catches the ball with her foot again and sends it back to the young man. "I'm Brigid." She says, by way of introduction.