Even though she had said it, he still scratched his head slightly. That was a complicated question. Technically he could travel dimensions, and more specifically, he could travel time, but both of those things were very secret. Booster knew he had mentioned it to a few people on the Plane, but not really in the sense that he was doing it now. Two years ago, he had just meant coming back in time to the 20th century, but now it was completely different. To the point that Rip had warned him to not tell anybody (ever) what he was doing. Luckily Booster had convinced him that using his alias was okay. Saving time was too complicated.

"Where do you keep getting those things?" Booster asked, at first ignoring her question again, but shook his head. He was learning pretty fast that she had a shorter temper than Bea. And that was saying a damn lot.

"No, wait, more important, I got it. I'm doing a favor for a buddy of mine, so I'm in 15th century Italy. And I just dropped my 15th century Italian on your head," he said calmly, "So with your suddenly-appearing-towels, I'm guessing you're not sitting in the monastery's courtyard like I think you are."