Tom jolted awake at Victoria's voice. He'd missed the whole radio thing, and disoriented, whipped around. In a succession of quick movements, he turned to her, turned back to press against the door, then realized he was in a car, and turned back.

"Woah woah- calm down." He exclaimed, hands in a defensive 'this is so not my fault' gesture. "I don't know."

Groggy, he rubbed at one eye and realized that he, they, weren't in just any car. They were in his car. But how it got there was anyone's guess.

"I'm Tom." He answered, clearing his throat.