Rarely had Caroline been treated to such a perfectly calculated handshake. He'd been careful not to use much pressure in the handshake and Caroline knew from experience how that felt. Hot and a gentleman, she decided. "Caroline, not ma'am. And...no, I don't know where it is, but I do know it's gone. They always are after a few minutes - cars, trucks, motorcycles, planes. Come back inside, we can get a coffee," she shifted her other arm where the basket dangled from the hand holding her coffee, "or something stronger if you want. Which you might after you get the explanation. This is for you, by the way. Just a few essentials to get you started."

She took a couple steps backward toward the door, an invitation to follow if he wanted. "I guess you could say that we've been kidnapped to a different dimension. And so far, no one has figure out how to get out."