"Right now, I'd go for anything that'd give me an answer," she admitted, wry smile on her face. She sighed, looked at the ground for a moment. No way in hell she was telling him who she was. That was never gonna end well.
But telling him this wasn't her time? That might be ok. He'd travelled in time himself, he knew what it was like.
"Let's just say that when I went to bed last night it was early May, and that film?" She nodded at a billboard across the street, "is considered a classic."