Jenny looked back at the man, Cade, as if he had grown three heads. Clearly the bloke had some sort of mental deficiency ... unless she was on an alternate Earth. Dammit, this had better not be an alternate Earth!

By the time she finally spoke again she'd already started sifting through drawers. Skirts, more skirts, gloves .... Finally she found a pair of wide legged trousers. She paused as she pulled them out and started to pull them on. She knew this style of dress, she was almost certain of it. She finished pulling on the trousers and made her way to the closet. Dresses. All calf length and slip pocket with a kerchief inside. "British, the accent's British. What year is it kid?"