Fitz arrived, dropped off the newest box of goods from the Extras (dented cans without labels, just as he expected), and was tucking into some lasagna when his turn came. He got up, wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, and offered a lazy smile.
"Name's Fitz. Let's say I'm originally from 1960s London, but I've seen enough of time and space to know that those Dallas Strongs* movies are lousy caricatures.
"I've been here...little over a year all together, I 'spose, though I was sent home for a bit." Casual shrug at that: yes, he considered himself living, breathing proof that folks who left the city really were sent back to their own worlds. "I'm a musician, and a run a pub up on Speares called the Dodgy Jammer. You're welcome to stop in for a pint any time."
* and now Austin Powers has a fake fandom (http://taxon.wikia.com/wiki/Fake_Fandoms)
[Introductions]
"Name's Fitz. Let's say I'm originally from 1960s London, but I've seen enough of time and space to know that those Dallas Strongs* movies are lousy caricatures.
"I've been here...little over a year all together, I 'spose, though I was sent home for a bit." Casual shrug at that: yes, he considered himself living, breathing proof that folks who left the city really were sent back to their own worlds. "I'm a musician, and a run a pub up on Speares called the Dodgy Jammer. You're welcome to stop in for a pint any time."
* and now Austin Powers has a fake fandom (http://taxon.wikia.com/wiki/Fake_Fandoms)