[a long, dictated yawn]

... Huh?

[shuffling, hurried footsteps, and then a pause]

Hey, uh... there's a way out of this maze thing, right? I think I'm... lost.

How the hell did I end up here? And where did my shoes and jacket go? Damn it.

[ooc: ... Yeah, he has a few kinks to work out in the drinks he's practicing for the Deathmatch.]