Higgs peeks over at her GPS, "How can 

that GPS find the other world?"

"Coordinates. It is the only way to hook up
with the other world.  As you probably
know, the other world is constantly moving
and shifting the portals."

"But where do the coordinates come from?"

Dodger Fanatic laughs, "Oh yeah, that's
right. You're a scientist."

Higgs corrects her, "Physicist."

"Right. Physics. You must hold on to so
many unanswerable questions."

Higgs rolls his eyes, "And what will we
do when we get to the edge of the other
world?"

She laughs, "You will receive an answer
to a question."

Dwin looks over at the Dodger Fanatic and
asks, "Do you have a name?"

She smiles at him, "No. I'm a foot soldier.
But you have a name. I love your name. Dwin.
D-win. I love the sound of it."

"I'm Higgs."

The Dodger Fanatic is silent.

Higgs rambles to fill the silence, "Have you heard
of the LHC? It's the Large Hadron Collider. That
collider will eventually, well hopefully, produce the
elusive Higgs Boson. Higgs Boson is a massive scalar
elementary particle."

The Dodger Fanatic is still silent.

Dwin gazes out over the desert and grins.