Tim glances down to check his suit. For a moment, a little lucid corner of his brain is grateful simply to find that he's not in a dream as well, but that makes little sense to the rest of him, so he dismisses it.

"All right, so you've got a point on the fashion thing," he concedes. "And thanks. What makes me curious is... who are all these people? I'm guessing we're in Poland, of course, but when? And are these really the people who would have been around then, or..."

Tim gets a little too hung up on the mechanics of things, sometimes.