She woke up when she felt something digging into her side. An urgent sort of poking followed by the sound of a very subdued and somehow very worried voice.
"Dude. Dude...wake up."
"Jesus Christ she's alive and...naked!"
"Get her a towel!"
Virginia didn't want to open her eyes but she did, slowly and as she sat up she felt something gritty in her mouth. Spitting, she looked into the faces of her rescuers and groaned.
"Where the shit am I?"
"You're in Malibu uh, California. So hey...um, are you a mermaid?"
The surfers gave her some clothes and one offered the use of his cellphone. After some thought Virginia called the one person who might laugh about her predicament first and ask questions second.
Static breaks the silence over the comms followed by a fit of coughing. "Is anybody close to Brook-" She breaks off with a loud thump. Presumably Jen just fell to the ground, thanks to the kryptonite laced envelope. "Brooklyn? This is not- not a drill."
A rush of static and then Natalie's voice rings out over the comms, deadly calm despite the subject of her message. "Rise and shine, heroes. Did anyone catch the six o'clock news? Never mind, there's trouble in Boston. Big trouble. We're needed."