"Oh no, the timing of writing anything about Mayan civilization now. If it's not confirming or denying the end of the known world, no one's interested. Terribly disappointing."
He fumbled through his jacket pocket for the keys, then unlocked the humble automobile with a click of the key fob. "University of California at Irvine, a professor of the School of Humanities, at your service. Lovely place. Quite like it." He opened the trunk and started depositing luggage (both his and theirs) within. "And what about you, Emma. What is it that you do?"