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[mynameisinigo]

Inigo did not think he liked the dinosaurs any longer, though it had to be said that Inigo did not think he liked the dinosaurs in the first place, not even the little ones. Particularly not when the little ones swarmed the edges of the compound and Inigo was forced to stab them with his sword to keep them from getting inside. Inigo had not minded

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[pambeesley]

Pam had spent well over a week mostly cooped up in the compound and she'd finally been reassured enough to go back outside. Jim (and John) had promised her the fence was back in working order and that there were no more dinosaurs around to be afraid of, so she decided to spend a little time outside.

She walked down the steps, searching the trees for Fiona. Since she didn't like staying with them in the compound, she hadn't seen her in a few weeks. It didn't sit well with her.

She was so busy calling for the monkey and looking up into the trees, that she didn't immediately notice the man standing near by with a sword up in the air.

[mynameisinigo]

Inigo tried standing still, and he tried turning around in circles, and he even tried kneeling, but it was no use. There was no one here to help him, not God, nor the spirit of his father, nor the island itself. He was on his own.

"I am no good at making decisions!" he said at the sky, but still no revelation came.

[pambeesley]

Pam jumped at the sound of a sudden voice, eyes wide as she whirled around. She blinked owlishly at the man kneeling on the ground.

"Are you-"

Fiona chose that moment to swing down from a tree a few feet away and stopped near him, head tilted curiously. It seemed like she was wondering why he was yelling too.

[mynameisinigo]

Inigo, too, had been unaware of the presence of anyone else, though he did not jump to his feet at the sound of her voice as he once might have. "It is okay, my little friend," he said to the monkey. "You are not a dinosaur, and so I will not stab you with my sword."

[pambeesley]

Her eyebrows knitted for a moment before she finally took a few steps closer, snapping her fingers to get Fiona's attention. When she didn't immediately respond, Pam pulled a small container of fruit from her purse and opened it.

"Fiona," she called. "I have fruit." She held the container out with one hand and fingerspelled 'fruit' with the other.

[mynameisinigo]

Inigo did not know what those strange gestures she was making were, but the monkey, it seemed to understand and bounded away from him again. Inigo's sword, it was failing him in this task, and so he sheathed it again with a deep sigh of regret.

[pambeesley]

Pam squatted down a little - it wasn't as easy as it used to be - when Fiona grabbed at her ankle.

"I hope she hasn't been bothering you," she said to the man as she fed the monkey a piece of pineapple. "She can be such a pain sometimes."

[mynameisinigo]

"No, the little monkey has not been bothering me," Inigo assured her. "She is yours, then, this monkey? She seems like she is very clever."

[pambeesley]

"Sort of," she replied, looking up at him. Her smile faded for a moment, then she asked, "Have we met before? You.. You seem very familiar."

She wasn't sure why she couldn't place his face, but she felt like she'd seen him a long time ago. And often.

[mynameisinigo]

"I do not think that we have met," said Inigo, offering his hand to her. "My name is Inigo Montoya. And you, my lady?"

[pambeesley]

Pam blinked. "Oh." Only one of the main characters from her most favorite movie ever. She quickly recovered and took his hand gently.

"Pam Halpert," she replied, sounding more confident than she felt.