He takes the place, and when she proposes the question of time, he must laugh. "It is, I've found. London, 1881. The summer of. I've been caught up on a few things, up to the very early 21st century, but I tend to feel a little behind when people are of a more—modern make." A pause, and then he adds, perhaps with a hint of a pout, "One young woman from that time period suggested only school teachers and elderly women address others in a manner I would consider rude to avoid. So I must ask if you would rather be Victoria or Mrs Lowell, as I find I can't tell any longer."