Monty rubbed his side, groaning as he sat up. "D'ow, shit, I think I fell on a rock!" he grimaced as he looked around. [i]Man, there aren't any woods near my house! Where are we?[/i]

One of them was shouting a lot, now, and swearing, also alot. He couldn't help but hear some of the conversation, He pointed at- "Bianca", he thought, "Hey, who are you calling 'kids', huh? I'll bet you hassle guys like me outside the 7-11 to buy you beer!"

Crossing his arms across his chest, with a stern expression, directed at the one doing all the cursing, "And as for [i]you[/i], Princess Potty-Mouth, the name is Montegomery; friends call me Monty, for short. If I let [i]you[/i] keep it short, you think you can pronounce it without saying 'fuck' at least twice?" He looked a bit sheepish, suddenly, and looked away as he muttered under his breath, "Shouldn't have said that..."

He made a move to help one of the others up, "I don't recall any truck, myself; I was just walking down the sidewalk, and before I realized what was going on, I was falling through... I guess it was like a tunnel, or something? No clue how it could have opened up in the sky, though... Maybe we're in a park, or something?"

After whoever it was that he helped was standing, he held his own head, a look of worry on his face, "ugh, how'm I going to explain this, at work?"