"Oooooone more thing," Erin says, lifting a finger. "Get some not-me person to find sunscreen. The spa or the infirmary should have it, in theory, but it's gonna be a lot of walking around outdoors in the hot sun. Ideally we like, pile it up near the entranceway so everyone can apply it on the way out, but I for one will burn to a fuckin' crisp. Not a souvenir you want."