[It's a moment before Jane notices Dirk, and her huffed laugh at where he's been this whole time is tired, but genuine. Are they really that stupid? There was just a tree in the way this whole time? She hurries forward at that wave and pulls him into a warm hug. She hadn't seen him since the candy-striped idiocy incident, and hadn't talked to him since they woke up with a sugar hangover, waiting to die on their quest beds, so she is QUITE delighted to see him in he flesh and right as rain. Videos and text messages don't quite cut it, you know?]

Dirk! Hoo hoo, it's really you! [Is she bouncing on her heels a little bit? You bet she is. But she also turns to acknowledge Dave, no hint of recognition in her eyes whatsoever. I mean, besides the vague sense that she's probably seen an older, more famous version of him on the cover of some crappy tabloid in the grocery store. She raises a hand up and waves cheerily.]

Hello! It's nice to meet you, Dave! I didn't know you were coming. [She notices him petting the FIRE HORSE.] Gosh, is that Ponyta yours?