Zack reluctantly handed over his homemade taser gun to Booth's awaiting palm. "All logic that I have Dr. Brennan does not apply here. For example, the computers here are maybe two years in adavance of back in Washington. I am of course presuming based on data that the geographical location of this place is on the east coast due to the sun's positioning in the sky." He handed over his scrawled coordinates to Brennan.
"Higher beings do not exist, Agent Booth and if they did, why would they dump us in L.A? Surely we'd just play spot the celebrity and solve murders like always." He stared at his taser creation, "I loved being armed. It's the second best thing to a gun. Hey, does this count as being out in the field?"