You got lost, now you're hungry. You're telling ya the friggin’ truth. You lick your lips, and sigh. You tell her to hurry up and untie you before you eat this whole place. You're friggin’ starving!
She says you’ll get something to eat alright, but you’re not getting out of that chair until you tell her what she wants to know. If you insist you’re telling the truth, then why are you out here, in the middle of nowhere?, she asks.
