[That shop turned out to be more than just a dream after all. Not only that, it seemed as good a place as any to duck away from those OZ grunts tailing him. Of course here he just lands himself in another fine mess. It takes a moment, but he realizes just where he was, and why this place is familiar.]

Meredith, machines… Right.

Okay, fine. I’m here. Now what?

What am I supposed to do here? Well? Y’gonna say something or am I just talking to myself?

[No. Nothing?]

Oh. Sure. It figures I’d get stuck in a place like this, after all. [He scratches the back of his head and wanders on, passing one of the buildings.] Maybe I really have gone nuts.

Or maybe… [He peaks into one of the buildings, into the window of a bar.] This might just be exactly what I need right now.