Mitchell listened to the whole explanation. And blinked. He opened his mouth to try to say something, but the words seemed to get stuck so he just sipped at his tea and then blinked again.
"If it was anyone else I was speaking to," he said after a pause. "I'd ask if you were doing the fun drugs."
He shook his head, taking a bite out of the chocolate biscuit.
"Ok, so let's see if I've got this straight. We've time traveled, to LA, because of these god power things, to fight the good fight alongside fictional characters because there are bad guys running around?"