[Action]
[A young woman of obviously Indian descent is charging around the gardens. While she appears to have found her clothing, she seems to be looking for something else, her face showing obvious panic.]
Where are they where are they where are they?! Oh god they can't... they can't all be missing!
[Her voice rises in panic as she pushes aside plants of all kinds, looking in every bush within about a half mile of where she found her clothes.]
This has to be a dream, this can't be real, they can't all be gone...
[Bother? Pretend you saw nothing and leave the crazy woman alone?]
Where are they where are they where are they?! Oh god they can't... they can't all be missing!
[Her voice rises in panic as she pushes aside plants of all kinds, looking in every bush within about a half mile of where she found her clothes.]
This has to be a dream, this can't be real, they can't all be gone...
[Bother? Pretend you saw nothing and leave the crazy woman alone?]