"Only a few weeks - almost a month, I think?" Beverly tried to calculate when that moment was, the time when she'd fallen into a new dimension (literally), scared and sopping wet and not wearing shoes. It had been cold too, it still was cold - but at least she was better equipped to handle it now.
And she was making friends. Like this enthusiastic Octane guy here, who accompanied her into a space mall. Would the wonders never cease?
It was interesting to look around too, as they walked, heading for whatever passed for pretzels - she was intrigued by the idea. And by the design, which looked very futuristic - reminded her of the Jetsons, really, curving and round forms, probably inspired by flying saucers and atomic diagrams. "I was a fashion designer before this," she added. "So all of this is - well, it's definitely new. I've only been through like two other doors and they were strange but not bad. The first one was also a mall but it was a 90s mall."
Like from her teenage dream years. "What about you, what did you do before ending up in town?"