"When? Yeah, that is a weird question," he laughed, picking up the beer bottle and taking a sip. Mmm, piss and bread! Such a delightful combination. "I'm from 2010...and my adopted family's back in Germany, presumably." Or rather some weren't even born yet and some were very young right at the moment, which was weird to think about.
Kurt shifted the bottle back and forth between his cupped hands, thinking. "I'd like to get more of a job than what I have now. I also need a place to stay, so I guess a 60s apartment is on the agenda too." Toasting the girl across from him, he took another sip. "Well, now you have a friend to get a feel for New York with so congratulations, schatzi." Hopefully she didn't mind German pet names. 'Sweetheart' wasn't very insulting.