The plan? Sam watched as the girl ducked inside and continued to talk to him like he should know who she was. It took him a few minutes to register that she must have known the other Sam. That was still something that he was getting used to-the idea that there'd been another version of him running around here not too long ago.
He watched the teenager and tried to work out how to break the news. Obviously she was depending on the other him for some sort of help. She was awfully young to be stuck in this situation and he hated that he couldn't just remember her.
"I'm really sorry, but I'm not exactly the Sam that was here before. The aliens sent that Sam back and plucked me from a different time. A different reality too, from what I can tell."
His eyes spoke to how very sorry he was to disappoint her. He just had to wonder how many others he'd be letting down by not being exactly the right Sam.