We were now out of the misty field, and walking along the side of the road, away from the Future site of our heavy metal ambush.
The wind was picking up a bit, and this made our rain-drenched clothes become even colder.
Zoe was not happy with this.

“If this were a film, you would have a motherfucking coat to be chivalrous with and give to me so I wouldn’t be so freakin’ cold!”

“Well, this ain’t a film, m’dear,” I said. “And furthermore, I am the least chivalrous person on the planet. Like hell I’d give you my coat…if I had one, that is.”

“Charming, dude. Real charming.”

She sighed heavily.

“Fine. Be back in a second.”

Suddenly, she disappeared.

I stopped where I was, staring at thin air.

“This is just peachy,” I said to no one.

And then, she was back. Just like that, she was back where she stood a few moments before.

She was wearing a coat.

“OK, let’s carry on,” she said flippantly.

“Hey, hold on! Where’d you get that coat from?!”

“I went back to my apartment in ’01.”

Speechless.