Steph pauses, thinking. She hadn't found a place for Maggie's business card yet, so it's twisted thoughtfully between her fingers, careful not to bend the corners. "I guess just... what it's like. I'd guess you know more about my time - I mean, assuming we're from the same universe and all."

She frowns a little. That part hadn't been entirely clear in the introduction.

"...but if you have flying cars, I know a fella who'd love to know how it was done."