Gwen Cooper had been on a chase in the sewers of Cardiff for a local rift gift aka a Weevil when it happened. She had taken a left to avoid crashing into a puddle when she found herself in the ladies room of what looked like an American mall. But her bag had somehow landed next to her and on the dirty floor. "Great, just great" fishing for her cell phone and not being able to get a signal. So she sat there trying to get her bearings when she decided to brave a trip into the mall proper.
To most she was just the pretty if somewhat dazed young woman in skinny jeans but Gwen saw something she needed to see. "Jack?" her voice more shaky than usual given recent events and the crash landing.