"We need to find the linchpin," Presley says impatiently, which seems unfair considering how his friends just woke up. "The object that anchors this memory. These two were headed to the hot springs, so clearly—" He points across the room to the abandoned bathing suit, then seems to falter. "Uh. Deverill and O'Malley should... probably..."

Somehow Presley is still capable of being embarrassed by this when he regularly shares a bed with seven other people.