It hadn't really occurred to Anakin until he'd already reached the tea shop that he could look Albus Dumbledore up online as well. It was obviously a thing that could be done and it seemed like a lot of people here knew each other, or even if they weren't from this world were familiar with everyone else's worlds because they came from a reality that was pretty similar to this one. Of course it wasn't a thing like Anakin's world, and the shows he watched on the television, or the books he saw in shop windows, weren't things he recognized, but he'd been too busy playing with robotics to really think about trying to catch up on it much - so Albus Dumbledore, and the books about him, remained a mystery to Anakin as he sat at a table, considering the various selection of tea types and the described tastes while he waited for Albus.
His week had been challenging and he was perfectly happy to talk philosophy or comparisons with someone from a different world. It would keep his mind off of all of the things that would be happening at home - the things that as best he could tell would happen to him when he returned - and who knew, maybe Anya was right about this being a second chance for him. If he stuck around long enough to be eighteen and be able to do things.
Anakin glanced up and noticing Albus he waved. "Hey there," he said with a grin. "I was trying to figure out the different tea types. I don't suppose you know anything about this do you?"