[Diana doesn't seem to find it strange; coming here is a big shock, and everyone deals with it in their own way. She smiles again, reassuring.]

It's good to meet you, Murphy. I'm Diana.

[She steps away for a moment to signal the closest bartender to give her a glass of water, and just a few seconds later she's back at the table, settling on the opposite side of the booth and placing the water in front of him.]

It's just water. You might be a little dehydrated.

[She knows she should wait until he's a little more coherent, but if he walked here, then the drop-off point couldn't have been far. She doubts she'd be able to catch them, but any clues could be helpful.]

Can you tell me what you remember about being dropped off?