Hey, no need to worry about me. I ain't complainin'.

[Ademnet sighs, but it's mostly for show. He's wilting like a vine in the heat, his brown hair matted with sweat. He should have ordered a second beer while he had the chance, but he's not about to ask for a detour now.]

Think you're right about where folk are most likely to be, though. Let's go back.

[Anyone with any sense at all is definitely inside.]