A smirk creeps across your face as you prepare to present your highly unprofessional and unexpected inquiry.
You take a quick glance at the guardbots, now still and silent, and decide to fire away. "Not about the terrorists, but rather about you. I was curious about your... measurements."
With a shit-eating grin, you eagerly await her reaction. Instead, what follows is silence. Genuine confusion radiates from Claire's face as she narrows her eyes and tilts her head slightly in response. "Hein?"
"Your sizes. You know, your-" Right as you get started with your very helpfully elaborative follow-up, her eyes narrow even further, further than you even thought was possible. The aura of confusion quickly changes as her cheeks flash scarlet for a brief moment, before her fury begins to take over. Claire however manages to quickly contain herself and simply opts for spinning around on her luxurious office chair and raising her hand. "Faites sortir ce crétin insolent de mon bureau. Tout de suite."
You don't need to speak her language to know what she means by that, as the guardbots grab your shoulders with enough force for you to feel it in the morning, lifting you up and quite literally throwing you out of the luxurious building's front door. Dropping down on your ass onto the pavement, you could tell another spot that you'd still be feeling the next day. Guess that move wasn't very NAGA-approved after all.
A sly female voice rings out from a nearby bench, commenting on your embarrassing state with unexpected brashness. "Fufufu... Another lamb denied his share of the paradise... Failed to satisfy the whims of the current rulers of this city, hmm?"
You turn around to face the voice, only to be met by a young girl dressed in a cybernetic suit adorned with oriental designs, smiling smugly with a drone on her shoulder. "Worry not, young one. The tides are shifting in the City. Soon, the pressure will be too much to handle, and the ugly truth will be revealed through the cracks... You'll see that there's more to life than dancing to their tune." She springs up from the bench and awaits for your comments, still maintaining a smug smile. Her ominous tone makes you think she's a sham fortune teller or just flat out crazy. And why does she speak like she's the older one here?! You stand up and dust yourself off.
"Actually, I was invited in due to my extraordinary performance at the Soul Shrine today. 100%. Ever seen one of those before? I doubt it." You attempt to shift the topic from the fact that you were physically thrown out onto your ass a mere minute ago, taking pride in your superficial accomplishments instead. "And who are you calling 'young one'? You're like... 16 at best!" 
Your retort falls flat as she lets out a chuckle instead. "Ohh, you're just normal cattle, then... Enjoy your oh-so-glorious rewards, that is such a magnificent achievement." Even the densest motherfucker could read the sarcasm in her tone. Suddenly, she pulls out a small card from her pocket and brings it near the drone on her shoulder. The drone swiftly reacts to her gesture, picking the card up and flying it over for you to pick up in turn. It's a business card for an informant's office, featuring an allegedly "fully secure" holo-link line. And it even has a watermark.
"My name is Fu Ji. If it's information that you desire, I can provide it. For a price, of course." She pulls out a real rarity, physical Jade token, and smiles. "Child, I'll have you know I have lived here in this city for centuries. I have seen the downfall of the administrative sector many times before, even before what children like you call "the incident"... And the pot is once again about to boil over." The drone returns to her shoulder. "Fools like you are bound to choose a side eventually rather than just going with the flow. You should make sure that your choice is an... informed one." She turns slightly, waving you a quick goodbye as she starts to leave.
You're still unsure whether she's the real deal or the craziest high school girl you've seen since that one chuuni girl from years ago. But you were itching for answers before, and you still are.
You decide to:
A) Pay her with your newly received Jade, forsaking hedonism in favor of knowledge.
B) Let her leave but pocket the business card, in case you might need it in the future.
C) Toss the card. She's a lunatic, and most likely a scammer.