Just offering some friendly advice...

"Hello 'Omaha', I heard there was some trouble with the media early this morning?" He says hovering closer when he sees you have noticed his presence.

"Whole mob of them ambushed me..." You mutter, unsure if he is here to arrest you for simple **** or trying to be friendly, damned hard to tell with that expressionless helmet.

"You were most unwise to take a cab home yesterday, almost every cabby in the city is on the payroll of some news outlet, and often several at once." He says setting down next to you.

"Tell me something that I HAVEN'T figured out." You grouse quietly.

"Very Well." He declares standing up. "The fastest way to get them to back off, at least for now, is to grant a major outlet an exclusive interview. Be sure to set boundaries, no questions about family and friends, no questions about anything else you think might reveal your secret identity, but give them something juicy that they can play up in their coverage, your favorite color, your favorite music, your plans for the future, your political affiliations, though if you go with that be sure to chose an outlet that shares them. If you are an animal lover that would be ideal, they love it when anthro heroines are activists for animal rights." He says.

"Wait there are other-!?!" You start to ask, but by the time the words leave your lips he is already gone, the smell of ozone and echos of his jets the only evidence he was ever here.

You loiter atop the building for another 30 minutes thinking: which station should you grant the interview? But ultimately you make your decision and start heading home. You have a couple of calls to make, and if you are lucky you can do it without getting mobbed by the newshounds again.