[ Right. Right, yeah, no, that tracks. Of course she busts ass to save this doofus, and he ends up here instead of at home, too. Least he got the better deal in terms of clothes. Place just became marginally easier to bear at the very least. Annoying old man who gives a shit number 1: Check.

Probably means tall, dark and dorky isn't that far. Claire's surprised she can't see Sam's floppy hair sway a few feet above the crowd yet.

Though there's an unpleasant curl at the back of her mind here. She should have really swiped some silver before going for the apple. Big assumption that this is Hasslehoff in the flesh. He better not give her shit for that later. ]

Finally someone in this sinkhole who talks sense - they want me to go back to Outpost 'Camping Sucks In The Desert', can you believe it? [ Claire takes a breathe, shoulders slumping a bit - some tension bleeding away. As if making contact with Dean puts her at ease immediately. Shut up, she doesn't care or anything. Claire gestures with the apple instead. ] So, I didn't see you when they pulled me through - you and Sam can't have been that far ahead of me.

[ We're just not gonna mention Kaia. Nope. Nothing to see here. ]