Kimber had just finished her workout and was on her way to her sister's. She was still dressed in her fashion-conscious gym clothes, wearing sunglasses in an attempt to minimize paparazzi and fan sightings. She was going at a bit of a jog when she bumped into the man.
"Sorry, sorry!" she said, pulling the earbuds out of her ears. She noticed, then, that he was wearing an old uniform, and looked quite out of place. "You're new, aren't you?" She wasn't usually the first one on the welcoming committee, but she didn't make a habit of running in to soldiers from.. what? seventy years ago? She should at least stop to say Hello.