realize yourself; dr. martha (labcoats) wrote in rooms,
np, I'm a bit busy this weekend anyway!
[It only occurred to her after the fact that maybe this Tesla was actually the one from the movie, what with Harry Potter and other--to her mind--fictional characters around. His 'I'm not telling' hand gesture and knowledge of the movie made her smile, though. No harm done. Time and space travel, as she knew, were tricky things.
And she couldn't wait to tell the Doctor that she met Nikola Tesla.
She chuckled slightly.] No, they certainly aren't, but they all have their place. You can change the world with stories. [She paused, trying to figure out where he was from, then. He had seen a movie. Had he seen that here, catching up on the time since his death, or was he from another world altogether? So she asked.] The Tesla that I've heard stories about died in the 1940s. I'm from 2008, London, and that's what my...home base here looks like. Are you from the same...room? [She gestured to one of the hotel doors. She was still trying to figure out how that worked, but now, she wanted to know if this was her Earth's Tesla, if he were some sort of alien, or something else altogether. He knew his movie and hadn't blinked at a black female doctor. He intrigued her.]