He left the car and came over to her, talking like he knew her. He didn't know her. How could... Grandpa?
Impala. Grandpa.
No frigging way.
"I hate this city so much sometimes" she said closing her eyes for a moment, was this Ben? Is that what this was? Was this Ben from some timeline in the future where she still was atoning for what she'd done. Where Faith was still some kind of saint and she still hadn't even begun to make up for what she'd done to Sam. Where Castiel said he loved her but could never forget what she'd tried to do for his brother. Had he cracked and left her?. Had everything changed and left her with nothing like she deserved.
She hated this, all of this.
But she supposed he wasn't being awful to her.
"Ben..." she said, mostly by way of confirmation "I'm not...who you think I am. Or well, I am, I'm Ruby, but not..."
She decided just to get it over with, looking down at the pavement, still pissed at the world.
"Its 2006 here" she said simply "I'm not the Ruby you're after. Sorry"