Sherry heard the voice half wishing she hadn't made the road comment. She turned a little relieved that it belonged to a person and not a walking scarecrow. Though she was still cautious, after all, it could be something one of the scientists whipped up.
"I don't know, where the hell are we? Because this doesn't look like North Pole Alaska, unless I managed to forget about six months in the span of three seconds." She draped the parka over her arm brushing a few locks back out of her face. "Though have to admit, this is a better surprise than a research facility."
"Could still be in the lab... You're not here to monitor stress levels and keep me locked in some hallucination so others can poke and prod at me are you?" She didn't really expect a 'yes' answer, but it wouldn't hurt for her sanity's sake.