"Sounds very pagan. How exactly does one get to Fillory from Earth? Planetary travel required, or some kind of 'magic', then? Dimensions are a bit tricky to categorize."

- "I'm not ignoring whatever this is," she gestures at the newcomer. "But, either you need a Traveller, someone that has the native ability to travel between worlds or some sort of magical device. Not many of those around these days."

"See, this is exactly what we need around here. Someone with their own rules. I keep telling Clara that we need new perspectives around here. Let me guess, your preferred time and place to visit isn't ancient Greece, on Earth?"

"You know, we can go anywhere in time or space, no one is limiting your simple, shallow taste but yourself."

She taps one of the many semispheres on the walls; it glows a fluorescent white for a moment before a small perfume bottle falls out of it into her waiting hands. She sprays the bugs in her hair and they begin to congregate in one spot. She continues spraying.

"Welcome to my T.A.R.D.I.S! Sorry about the mess."

"Earth isn't really my cup of tea. The stranger and further from where I began the better." She looks around the - T.A.R.D.I.S again. "I'm Joss, recently rescued from painful torture and unending cardio."

"Jocelyn, pleasure to meet you. Do you want tea? We have tea, somewhere. Henry, could you-"

"Explore the depths of your labyrinthine alien ship? It's my favorite pastime, actually. Nice meeting you...?"

"Oh, this again. He wants your full name, he's some kind of formality enthusiast, I swear. Clara Oswald, at your service. Very formerly of Earth, the United Kingdom, the 2010s, or something thereabouts. I've lost track. Do you have somewhere or somewhen on Earth you've always wanted to go? I like to start there before we move on to bigger and weirder things."

"If you want my full name, you can have Joss Fray. It's as good as any. I suppose if I could have anywhen... Cleopatra always seemed cool."

"Besides Cleopatra! Any time and place besides Cleopatra, I've burned that bridge already."

"How do you burn a bridge with the queen of Egypt?" But she shrugs. "Also thought Woodstock would have been a sight to see."

"I've never been! Woodstock it is."

"Nice to meet you, Joss Fray. Why Woodstock?"