"Did anybody get the number of that truck? I'd better not have a concussion - "
Then she actually processes that there are several mostly-naked people hovering around her and eeps, covering her eyes. "Please help yourself to the clothes in my suitcase; I can't say they'll fit most of you very well but it's better than being butt naked."
It's...well, there's a fancy dress outfit, or at least the pants and shoes, in there, if anyone looked, but everything else is the same clothing items in different colors.
"...I really hope that the translation goes both ways; I have had this magic book for like, thirty minutes. And speaking of which!" She picks up the book and shakes it. "First of all, thank you, this will indubitably be pretty useful. Second of all, next time you do that warn a lady! Concussions are not conducive to exploring, and you ought to know better than that!
"Anyway. Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy here aside, where the fuck am I and what's happening? And what's with the magic rocks and why do you have no clothes on, you're clearly a tool-using civilization surely you should have pants and you're not even!", she heaves a breath in, "melanistic!"
"So clearly if humans, and I'm kind of assuming you're not not homo sapiens sapiens, but if that's wrong well I guess that I'm wrong, then, but if humans evolved naturally instead of Suddenly Existing at the whim of a local overdeity, they should've evolved melanin for protection from UV, and you lot get sunburnt! So what the hell kind of disaster have I fetched up in that nobody has any fucking pants except me, the Outside Context Problem!
"You clearly have a nudity taboo worth mentioning, to boot!
"...Right, so. What the heck was up with the triple-take, besides? The double take I get, you wouldn't be expecting me, but what else was weird?"
She continues covering her eyes.