You are an adept stealth operative

Stealth had always been your strong suit. Whether that means getting in and out without being seen, covering your tracks, covering someone else's tracks, disguising yourself, or blending in with no disguise at all, you'd done it all. After all, a spy with a blown cover is no good to anyone. You knew that stealth was the most integral skill a spy could cultivate and over your decade of field work, you were proud to say that you'd become more or less a ninja. You laughed, to make sure she knew that was a joke.

A nervous titter came back as reply. "Y-Yes... Practically a ninja. Have you ever run into a real ninja, though? N-Now there's an eye-opener! You can't throw that term around too lightly... ha ha ha... ha," she laughed, pushing her glasses up with one palm before returning nervously to her coffee. You wondered what you ought to read into that? "If you were asked to use your stealth techniques to, say... Hide your presence in a room of your peers while you monitor their activities... Does that sound like something you'd be capable of?"

You nodded dumbly. Seemed like a pretty juvenile thing to do as a masterful stealth operative, but you suppose you could.

"Splendid! You'll probably need to. Now, let's proceed with the interview."