"Do you even know where Gandolfo is?"
"Why, yes. Of course. I just told you I was on the road to Gandolfo when this happened."
"Yes, but you said the desert. It isn't in the desert."
"I didn't mean desert per se. I meant the icy polar wastelands."
"Mm-hm. Try again."
"Uh. The tropical rainforests?"
"No. You don't even know where it is! You've never been there."
"Well, no. You see, I didn't finish my story. The bandits, you see, abducted me. I had to go with them and spend weeks as their prisoner."
"Yes. In the rainforest. Or was it icy polar wastelands?"
"No, in a small shack in the desert. But they flew me there, with a black hood over my head. So I really don't remember where it all started. Just that we were trying to get to Gandolfo when Jackie got shot."