"Tony, please..." She watched him get up. There was a tinge of amusement in her voice. She knew such stubbornness. Most people in her family carried that trait with them. "You have time... time in the universe you are from does not run parallel to this one." It was a guess. A chance. Nothing that mattered. She was a good liar. "Get at least something to eat; my grandmother should be here anytime and my grandmother knows more about your world than anyone you have potentially met. If you don't take my word, listen to her."