Meg was proud of herself. Despite the weirdness of coming to this strange place out of the blue, she thought she was carrying herself pretty well. She appeared calm and collected, hips swaying and chin tilted slightly for the full queenly effect. When each blonde passerby she attempted to question blew her off, she remained in control, master of her emotions. Now was not a time to panic. After all, this place couldn't be any worse than where she came from.

Finally she saw him. How she'd missed him in the first place was anyone's guess, being as tall and muscled as he was. She stopped in her tracks, momentarily surprised at his appearance compared to everyone else she'd thus far seen, but collected herself quickly.

"Excuse me," Megara called out, smiling sweetly despite the cool arch of her eyebrow. "Do you think you could give me some information? No one seems to know anything around here."