[The video screen opens to a pair of wide, joyless grey eyes as a bright female voice speaks to herself.] ...and this thing? Why would thy give me such a thing.
[The girl seems to have not realized that the system had suddenly flickered to life and is set aside. As the guide pans out the young woman seems to be wearing a ballerina outfit that just ran through a car wash... with the sun roof and windows down. Foamy residue sloshes everywhere as the woman looks up from her bench. She stares up into some stars her eyes resolute but, at the same time, sad.]
What is this strange place? Where am I? [She sighs, leaning her head down and subconsciously reaching her ear where the babelfish got inserted. Ugh, how gross was that?] Oh Oswald... I wish you were here...
((OOC: This happens shortly after
this!))