"It's called 'New Creandi' and the planet is 'Imagination,' though don't ask me who came up with that lame name. Probably whoever did the decor in here." Darcy shrugged at the question, then smirked openly at the spotting of the dragon and remark that she was dreaming. Darcy had just gone along with it but, then again, she had been in the midst of an Asgardian adventure with Jane, Dr. Selvig, and Thor. That kind of set up for the perfect transition into weirder. "I came here from New Mexico. People come from different times and places and - poof, eventually go back, but no one knows how to send anyone back. It's at random. You did arrive here at the right time, though. Tomorrow is unofficial-Thanksgiving."
Darcy took the extended hand with her own and shook, trying to be polite. "I'm Darcy Lewis. And I think kidnapping to new dimension and the shock allows for a pass for awhile on manners and, even if not, I'm not that uptight."
"Want me to pinch you? I wouldn't try jumping off the side of any buildings to see if you can fly in this 'dream.'" Darcy grinned and shrugged, a little amused at the form of denial. "While the dragon is real, this isn't a dream. For some reason, everyone dimension-napped winds up here where some mysterious person pays for food, utilities, staff to run things, and blah blah. It's actually pretty sweet in some ways."