Gabrielle? So she was in this dreamland too...and unfortunately, Xena wasn't the only one to hear her call. The Proctor had also noticed as well. With a dreaded, accusing finger, he points at Gabrielle. "Which sedimentary rock forms when clay-sized grains are cemented together?" he demands.

"Don't listen to him Gabrielle," Xena calls, twisting her sword from side to side as she circles around the Proctor. "These guys don't play nice."