Tell Her the Truth and She Lets You Go.

"I just look for empty penthouses. I-I have no idea who lives here." You say in a panic.

Frowning deeply the leather-clad woman examines your face, head cocked just a bit to the side. "Okay. I believe you. Can you do anything besides fly?" She asks tersely, loosening her grip on you.

"No. Why?" You answer.

She shrugs, "Just curious if you were a threat." Then she releases you. Turning her back she makes her way towards a filing cabinet. "I'm not interested in a petty thief, get out of here before I change my mind." She gestures towards the open balcony door.