He had just shut the door and was looking at the map of his cabin. When he heard her voice, he glanced up. His mouth was agape, and he felt like walking right back to Peterson's office and demanding another room. But... that probably would do no good. Apparently this was hell, and Peterson was Lucifer. He was intent on torturing Ric.
"Isobel," he said, once he had regained his composure, "let me guess... you live in this cabin?" The perfect end to a thrilling morning.