"Easier said than done." But she closes her eyes and braces herself.

The light is far too bright and Nancy blinks away the bright lights of the Italian(ish) sun. When she can see, she inhales, looking at the sprawling landscape in front of her. She's dressed in what she slept in, worn-in jeans, light green hoodie.

"How'd you get that!" Is what she asks first, when she notices Eames near her. "Woah- is this- I'm in a dream?"