Huh. It happened again? Well, first time for him, but going off of Seb's thoughts on the previous incident (the ones that did not pertain to his bath towel, anyway)... what the shit? Was there some sort of string theory conspiracy to combine Old New York with portions of its future where A) Zephyr lived and B) Old New York sure as hell did not? How did that make /any/ sense?

Oh, well, d'uh. Of course it didn't. Did however merit another good, long sip of his iced tea. "Ah, no. You're definitely not in New York. Or Kansas. Do get to go back though, just dunno when."

She still didn't look exactly pleased with this. Probably all sorts of things he couldn't imagine wheeling around in that head of hers. Oh, wait. Except for the part where he could do better than imagine.

Zephyr scootched over and thumped the cushion beside him.