"I don't suppose they have flying or hover cars in the future?" Not that she was expecting them, but she did watch the occasional cartoon with Fred when she came over and he wasn't feeling too well to play.
She was hoping they didn't. If her father could mess with cars and make them dangerous on the ground, she shuddered to think what might happen if they could go above ground.
She looked into the room next to his and John's: it was fairly plain, with only a bed, desk, chair and dresser. It really was a cabin.
She turned once again to Sherlock. "What does he do?"
That was usually why people liked someone-unless someone was her father and just conned people.