Don's eyebrows raised a bit at the series of claims the woman made. Sure, he'd heard that people were claiming to be from the past or the future or Neptune or something, but he hadn't yet met someone who had been claiming as much, and he damn sure wasn't going to start believing it. He cleared his throat, and took a very long swig of his coffee.
"Maybe you can get a job as a scientist," he suggested, his voice dripping with a bit too little sarcasm for most to probably catch on to, "Regale us with all that future technology,"
He wasn't sure how much longer he wanted to have a conversation with a crazy person. He'd had his fill for the day with the phone call with Connie.