She takes another drag off the cigarette and keeps staring at him. Eyes wide, blinking slowly, like she's willing her brain to make any of this make sense.

It's definitely not working.

So she does the only thing she can think to do under the circumstances -- she starts to laugh.

"Holy shit. You have got to be kidding me." She shakes her head as she stubs the cigarette out in the sand. "You're going to escort me somewhere? Seriously? Escort me the fuck HOME."

She shouts the last, and promptly bursts into tears.