I don't recall signing up for a bootcamp. I would have it in my schedule if I was.

[Never mind that she doesn't even think she's ever heard of that particular resort either. It was a fairly memorable name, despite the accommodations looking nothing like a resort. More like well... a bootcamp, as he stated.

Still, he's being a gentleman, so she takes his hand and stands up, smoothing down her outfit that-- looking at it, was not her pajamas either. A sports bra with a white sports jacket, thin and almost see-through, as well as a cute black skort that had gold lining the sides. Revealing, but nothing unusual in New Eridu. The main issue is she doesn't recall ever wearing this either.]

... My bad. I forgot to ask for your name.

[She switches to a more professional tone, suddenly suspicious, trying to mask her guarded outlook with a smile. Random handsome man appears, tells her she's in some bootcamp, and she's wearing clothes she's never owned. It was a bit unfair to him, but since he seemed to know what was going on, she suddenly can't help but suspect he had some hand in this.]