Right, so our conversation hadn't gone well, but that didn't mean I should let him just walk away, right? Right. I followed him. I have long legs, so I walk pretty fast even when I'm not walking fast, and catch up rather quickly. About the time I drop my hand to his shoulder to stop him, there's a big flash, a big bang and we're...

...in a fucking desert.

"Okay, I know I wouldn't have wished us here. Please tell me that was you."






[ They're just outside Vegas-ish area. ]