Louise set her glass down with a bit of a plunk. Folding her arms, she sat back in her seat, relishing the look on his face for a few scant moments before replying:

"At least five different dimensions. Sometimes, a variation of the same dimension. Now, that? That's happened with me twice."

Picking up her glass again, she drained it in one go before setting the empty goblet back down and eyeing him with something of an enigmatic smile.

"So? In the interim, I suggest you get comfortable, son. You're in for the long haul."