In the past few days. Raleigh has learned a hell of a lot about this hotel. With Issac's advice, he did eventually find a door back to the Hong Kong shatteredome and realized that no time had passed at all. It's like this hotel exists only in his head and he likes to think of it as an extension of the Drift that he hasn't ever found before. He grabbed some clothes and a little cash before coming back.

Yancy could be here, in the Drift, and Raleigh isn't going to waste that chance.

When he gets back, dressed in fatigues and a t shirt, he sees there's some kind of reception going on. He snags a beer and stuffs a little sandwich in his mouth, nodding at the person next to him. "Sorry. Starving," he offers by way of apology.