"Bonjour, Bridget," he said, smiling back at her as he approached. "My name is Adam."
"I am afraid it has no address other than 'Chez Adam'. You are not where you once were," he said, wondering how best to do this. At least on the island, it was slightly easier to explain. "I will explain, as best I can. If you would care to accompany me? I will take you somewhere that will help." He offered Bridget his arm, intending to take her to the food court. It had windows that showed Space, and tea. Tea always helped the English to adapt, he had found.