[Peggy laughs a little at the joke. Humour - is there any better catharsis for situations such as this? Well, perhaps a tipple of whisky, but that simply seemed to be an unrealistic notion for the moment.]

I have woken up in a strange place a time or two, but no, the vault is definitely a first for me. Strange and dangerous situations, though, those are my bread and butter. Not always wholesome and delicious, but they do tend to keep one energized and on the move.

[She watches Elizabeth carefully as they make their way to the door. Whatever inner turmoil the other woman might be feeling - and aren't they all currently guilty of feeling inner turmoil? - the woman clearly has her wits about her. Cracking a joke in this sort of situation, Peggy can appreciate it. You have to have a certain amount of strength to do so at a time like this.]

Yes, I found much of the same myself. I tried looking in the pods to see if I could find anyone I knew, but I'm afraid I didn't have much luck.

[Steve was a long shot - Steve was always going to be a long shot - but there was no Sousa, no Jarvis, no Howard, no Rose. Thankfully no Dottie or Whitney either, though perhaps a familiar face wouldn't have been terribly awful to have.]

I hope whatever we're looking for lies beyond that door, and we're not just in for a long journey down a yellow brick road that leads nowhere.