Eleni's first thought upon waking up was to wonder if she'd fallen asleep in front of a black and white TV since everything was in grayscale. It was only once she looked down at her own hands-also gray- that her breathing quickened and then very deliberately slowed down as she took calming breaths. The dress she was wearing didn't help the situation, nor did the feeling that she had some sort of hat on her head. She looked up at the two people sharing the table with her and tried not to give a start. She recognized them from the meeting, though she wasn't sure if that was a reassurance or cause for alarm. She didn't have to ask if they saw things in black and white too because she heard the question voiced from a nearby table. She also wasn't sure how to feel about that.
She did attempt her best Stark ready socializing smile-or perhaps the smile came from the Potts side of her family tree since there was more genuine friendliness than her father's smile might have held.
"I don't suppose either if you remember how we got here?"
It was worth a try, even if those that she could see around the diner appeared just as confused and disoriented as she did.
"I'm Eleni Stark by the way. I'm sorry, but I didn't catch either of your names at that meeting."