To be fair, this wasn't the type of regular, every day conversation one usually had with someone random in a bar. It was supposed to be about the weather, the Mets winning last nights game, or gas prices. Maybe even likes and dislikes. General life stuff.

Not about space and universes and dimensions. Or, visiting them like they were places to take a goddamn vacation.

Worse, he wasn't exactly keen on being told he was stuck there. Lee Christmas was a man who got in and got out with a plan. And if that plan fell through, there was a long list of other plans to try.

"Huh." he sounded incredulously. "Well, we'll see about that."

Lee wasn't irritated with her, merely the situation which he still wasn't wholly sure was just a dream.