Benedict turned to the woman who had addressed him and offered her a kind smile, removing his glasses as the light indoors was much less abusive on his eyes. Those brown hues scanned the other two women she had left and then his mind caught onto the thought of hands bringing you things, and he was certainly curious. "Hands you say? Well I could certainly use a jack and coke..." Benedict said to the open air and his mouth came ajar a bit as a set of hands floated in and handed him his drink. He swirled it and then sniffed it. Not sure it was good for consumption, but he figured it could only add to the strange trip he was on. Taking a rather large quaff of the mixture he smiled and looked at the woman. "Not bad. So what is this place? And how did I end up here? One minute I was home and the next... I had an awful pain in my neck." The man absent mindedly rubbed his neck as he took another drink and continued to look around.