The two made it to the trailer area, and Diana looked around for the familiar, if albeit still utterly enigmatic, management wagon. Finding it, she continued her even steps.
"Besides, cats always land on their feet." That much was true, for now at least. Diana hadn't braved very much magic since coming here, but her little enchantment underneath her bed had worked to keep it dry from the rain. Even if magic failed her, Diana still had her wits and her very underestimated karate chop.
"Let me tell what could be more glorious. For starters, a hot shower with fabulous water pressure. Don't even get me started on Internet or Chinese takeout." Diana spun to look at him again, as if imagining him in the period clothes. "Yeah, yeah, we'll see. Maybe I'll steal your clothes and leave my dress behind just to spite you!"