Leave it Rachel Price to deftly avoid hearing anything at all in there about any weirdness going on around her and somehow wrangle everything Reese had said into something that allowed her to talk about herself and ignore the fact that this place was bizarre beyond belief.

"Oh, believe you me," she gushed. "I can completely synthesize with your headache plight. I have been suffering just the worst migraines imaginable all week; maybe it's something in the air? Or the sun, my skin is just so fair that it makes me incredibly sustainable to the sun. I usually find that a nice rest and some aspirin just takes care of it right away; would you like some? Usually, I'd say a martini, too, but it's a bit early of that, of course."

Of course. She'd take one in a heartbeat if it were offered, actually.