Robbie rolled her eyes heavenward and slumped against a nearby tree, her interest in anything not related to getting home waning fast. "I'm with the Texan," she said, thumbing over to Jade, "How in the holy hell do we leave. No offense, Mr...um...Mr...Farmer, I'm sure your city is just lovely what with its...," Robbie trailed off. She looked the wall up and down, shot a quick glance to the path that lead up to it, the landscape around them. Not really much to go on.<br/><br/>"Um, it's lovely...big ass wall and whatnot, but I'd really,<em>really,</em>love to go home. To New York preferably, I've got a match in exactly...2 minutes. So, how do we leave and which cardinal direction is America in?"