SOME DAYS LATER, SAN FRANCISCO

LE MOO: Wrench, I am SO not a biker-chick. Or a biker-cow for that matter. Take a look at this picture a trucker took of me... I finally got here, but what a hassle! Even with driving quickly, and only being out for five nights, I ran out of money for hotels. Last night, after dark, I pulled into a meadow to sleep.

WRENCH: How'd it turn out?

LE MOO: Good, until I was pelted by golf balls just after dawn. I was wondering what sand was doing in a meadow.

WRENCH: Hope you slept with your helmet on. See you when you're back. Good luck!