"I'm sure I'm dreaming, but I've never had one this... interactive before." He rubbed his eyes and then glanced back. "Of course I don't know how this one ends, either, so it might be interesting to see how it all works - Oh, crumpets. Grant idea, thank you."
He. Took one of hers.
Because he was a god damn pompous idiot, who thought Kathy was part of a strange, bizarre, futuristic dream. Sort of like time machines and Daleks.