Has anyone seen Ramona? I can't find her anywhere.

I made some extra weights for her, since she said she wanted to start hitting the gym...

[There's a dark-haired woman sitting amongst the flowers, reading the scroll so helpfully provided to her by one of the cats. She looks, in a word, perplexed.]

Is this serious?

[She glances down at the flowers, and her expression goes from confused, to understanding, to sad. Deep breath. Very quietly:]

Aerith? No...it can't be...

[Slowly, she turns toward the mirror and seems to steel herself. Her jaw sets, her posture straightens. Her voice is calm, but there's an underlying tenseness to it, like her throat is too tight to get the words out. She is clearly far less composed than she appears.] I don't know who's idea of a joke this is, but it's not funny. I have to get home, to my family.

[Some of her anger seems to fade, and she glances down at the flowers again.] Marlene, Denzel...Cloud...everyone. I need to go back.

[Jolyne looks profoundly pissed off. She's still adjusting her clothing - no way was she going to stay in that stupid robe]

Hey, 'Queen of Hearts', you listening? You better be, the cats said that this was how to get in contact with you.

[She points at the mirror, her eyes narrowing]

If you're for real, and this isn't one of the priest's underlings messing with me, then you better send me back right now. I've got important shit to get done, and I don't have the time to waste sitting around here, attending your little tea parties. I've got things to do and asses to kick.

[She withdraws her pointer finger, crossing her arms]

Thanks for the get-out-of-jail-free card, I guess, but no thanks. I got people counting on me, so send me back to the joint.

[She mutters at herself while she makes the dismissing gesture:]

Shit, never thought I'd be saying that.

[Axel bumps a vine, which triggers the picture with her standing much too close to the mirror. She doesn't immediately notice it, instead taking several steps away from it, back into the flowers, still reading the scroll. When she does turn around, she doesn't appear startled by the sudden appearance of the mirror in the vines.]

Well, that's new. 

[She glances back at the scroll, frowns, and addresses it, sounding a touch annoyed.]

Queen of Hearts, huh? Tell me I'm not in Wonderland. [Muttered, mostly to herself, though audible:] Can't stand that place, can't stand that woman.

[All in all, she seems just a little bit too calm about the whole ordeal of waking up here, wherever here is. She's already wearing her previous outfit - a long, black leather robe - draped casually over the clingy, white shift.]