[ Karen watches him, her mouth curling up in amusement. This is weird, this is all very weird, but it's better than being dead. Or being stuck in the rain at night in the middle of Hell's Kitchen.

She laughs as she reads, bringing a hand to cover her mouth. ]

Oh no, I'm sorry. You're ... [ She gives him a quick once over. He does sort of look like something her imagination would supply, if not a little worse for wear. And he'd probably be able to talk, but that's not the kind of thing she should say out loud. ] I've definitely seen worse than you.

[ Right. A little awkward, but she clears her throat and moves past it. ]

So we're in what? Limbo? Or -- [ She glances at the pamphlet again, and waves it around. ] Wonderland?