The same thought is undoubtedly circling Pidge's brain, too. She's beginning to doubt that anyone can win this stupid game and after her second attempt and she's strongly considering going over to try out the lucky ducks or even the ring toss. As the clown jeers at her in its insistent mechanical tone, she sets the gun down to glare at the target, as it might aid her in a third attempt. As she ponders over whether to go or to give it another shot, a familiar voice is suddenly in her ear.

"What do you mean, which one--?" The response comes automatically before she has a chance to process, then she whirls around. "Keith! Oh, man! I--I thought I'd lost all of you guys when the castle--!" She's babbling a little, a huge smile splitting her face.

"I can't believe you're here!"