"Yeah, sure," Hurley says with a smile as he makes his way back onto stage. It wasn't exactly a song he listened to all the time before they were stranded on the island, but it was one of the records in Desmond's hatch, so it got a lot of playtime when he entering the numbers in the hatch.

"Hurley," he says. "Just got here on April Fool's Day. Feels like a big prank. Which really is par for the course lately."

There's resignation in his voice, but not the sad sort of resignation. The sort of resignation where you knew that this was just how things were and weren't really going to get too busted up over it.

Hurley crouches down next to the machine to flip through the pages of the notebook again. The song's gotta be in here somewhere.