[The newcomer's voice is muffled when the audio comes on since the Faciliberry has been knocked onto its side, but it's clearly a heavy, feminine Southern drawl.]
Where in th'world am I? And what'n tarnation is this? A yoke? [She pauses.]
Don't think I take kindly t'the idea of being collared up in some strange place. T'ain't right for--
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