Oh, she was definitely new. "I'm sorry- I'm sorry, Miss Frye, but this is 1964. I'm not- from around here either. More than the accent might give away. I was- travelling. In the year 2006. And then I ended up here. I don't speak any other language, no." He smiled in what he hoped was a reassuring way. "I-I know it sounds mad, but you're on Earth, in New York City, in 1964."
He knew nothing about what she was babbling about, but she did talk rather fast, and she seemed to think she would be able to leave quickly. "Miss Frye- Kaylee, I'm sorry to tell you this, but you aren't going to be able to leave."