[She nods, sagely, and sounds almost sheepish when she says:] I used to get lost driving to the hospital all the time.

[Then she clears her throat. Okay, time to be an actual host, Yoko.] Here, this way! I set up at the table.

[She leads the way down the hall and left into the kitchen, where the table is. She nearly strikes a Vanna White style pose, but resists the urge.]

I... thought the white board might help for diagrams. Do you want something to drink, or...?