A woman in aged armor, a fleur de leis... or is that a fleur de lies? embossed on the chest, walks by, whistling in the dark.
Eventually, a cadaver explodes, sending a flying noggin into a reflecting pool. Upon seeing this result of her actions, the woman comments, "I sunk Rhode Island!" And wanders off again.
And then she pauses. Turns halfway around to all but face those out of reality. And informs them, "Be seeing you." A flash of the old okay sign... and she's gone.
La Pucelle/Virtue