For a split second, Wonka was confused by Dairine's statement, unsure what part of his bulletin note had given her an idea of what to look for. But then, he remembered the description that he had posted for Kio, and giggled at his mistake. "Right! I quite forgot about that particular post," he said. At least that cleared up the question of how she knew how he looked, if they were from the same place.

Wonka furrowed his brow at Dairine's question about his arrival, thinking back for a moment on his last memories before waking up in the hospital. "It's odd, really," he finally said. "Last night, as far as I can recall, I was in the White House, having a very nice dinner with President Gillygrass and his friends. I can't say I actually remember being taken here, though... I fell asleep in one of the guest rooms, and the next thing I knew I had woken up here." He shook his head. "Quite disconcerting, although I suppose I've had it better than some of the others. Why do you ask, by the way?" he added, looking at Dairine curiously. "Do you remember being brought here?" That would certainly be news... the Primer had implied that most people had no idea how they came, so any hint might help reproduce the phenomenon.