the present now will later be past; methos (achanging) wrote in rooms,
"And the several Dark Ages I lived through, while not this dark literally, were probably worse," he conceded. Probably. But whereas Amanda had the energy to find something upbeat, Methos usually found cynicism worked to keep him alive. Whatever they found was probably something they'd seen before.
Or heard of. Methos' brows furrowed. "Gotham? We travel to a new door to learn things I could have read from a comic book?" Disappointing. He pointed to one of the headlines about an imposter Batman causing havoc in the city, and the mob family's rewards for capturing him. "I'm pretty sure I watched some of the television show back in the '60s. Terribly campy. And yet, they almost cast West for a Bond." That was your random tidbit of the night, Amanda. Methos didn't know everything about everything--like the Twist had slipped through the cracks of his pop culture knowledge--but he knew a lot about everything.