Matt's legs are stuck out from the driver's side, though he hasn't emerged just yet. He's fiddling with something on the dashboard.

"Rest is good," he agrees, muffled. He pokes his head out. "And uh, either at least one of us can stay with the car, or I'll have to take the charm off it? Otherwise we risk not being able to find it again."

An invisible jet scenario? Hilarious. But not so much in unfamiliar and hostile territory.