One of the wait staff had come back over with another towel, this one damp. She accepted it, wiping her face and then starting to try to dab the sauce out of her hair. It was frustrating, and a perfect outlet for her building rage. At least he knew who she was. Perhaps it was better here, where she wouldn't be able to lose her temper and hurt him. She frowned as he asked what she had just asked a moment ago.

"That's what I asked you. How are you here? I don't recall you saying anything about being able to travel dimensions." Then again, there had been a lot to take in and she just wasn't feeling entirely up to trying to remember exactly everything she had heard the past while. It was odd, for her, but it was probably just the season.