[u]"Great! C'mon, I'm sure I can at least find my apartment."[/u] [i]As Marcia got up and began walking, it became rather evident that she knew where she was going, really. Navigating through crowds and the streets, she began to get closer and closer, until...[/i] [i]Some time later...[/i] [u]"We're here. Lemme get my keys..."[/u] [i]Pan and Marcia stood outside of an apartment door, while the latter began searching through her own pockets.[/i]