[It's an excellent try, Joker, but her sleep is not particularly deep or restful out here on the bench. At the touch of the blanket, she jerks awake with an equine snort that sounds oddly animalistic from an otherwise eloquent person who just happens to be a zebra.]
Where am I? [She blinks blearily at the funnel cake, all dazed confusion.] Here... Why?
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Where am I? [She blinks blearily at the funnel cake, all dazed confusion.]
Here... Why?