[Manners? Manners? Like she cared about manners! They were stuck in this weird goddamn landscape, she could care less about manners!]

We're in the middle of fucking no where and seeing trippy shit and you're worried about manners? Great, so not only are you a bean pole but you're a stick in the mud too.

[What did she see? Well... she didn't really want to even say.] Saw walls come up from the ground. And saw a talking bird.

[Listen it's fine.] I dunno, maybe we're drugged up to hell. I have no idea.