"The building is putting on a show," Gabby repeated in disbelief, but she certainly caught the way the makeup rubbed off of Joanie's face - Gabrielle was an expert in such things, and if she wasn't a writer she'd look into cosmetology - and she squinted as she studied the bruise. "What happened? I don't understand what's going on." Though Bran had mentioned time travel, and it didn't seem so far-fetched. "Mid-June? Is that when you went - you know, I just don't understand," she repeated. "But I'm not going to move just because you don't want me there." With a sigh she moved forward and picked up her coffee when her number was called, saying thank you to the guy behind the counter.