Tara was sure she was turning the same shade of Michelle's hair at this point as she fumbled to check empty pockets. This was so embarrassing. She really hadn't meant to flirt. The filter between her brain and her mouth must have disappeared along with her memories.

She jumped at the sound, but she was a bit relieved by the interruption as she recognized one of the men from the cafeteria crowd. "Hi. Um, no on both counts. But I figure if we're in the middle of the jungle I'd have left my things inside."

Changing the subject, she turned back to Michelle. "Did you find anything there that would tell us who we are?"