"This gets more delightful every passing minute," Tim said with the sort of dry resignation that often accompanied his agreement to do Raylan 'favors'.

Tim considered asking where the hell they were going but he didn't know the lay of the land so he would follow where Raylan lead. And if it turned out that Raylan was following him? Well then they were both fucked. But Tim figured Raylan, in his laid back cowboy way was discreetly herding Tim where he wanted Tim to go. Raylan was very good at nuanced manipulation of circumstances.

"What's the last thing you remember before landing on Fantasy Island here."