It's not the fact that he suddenly appeared behind her that throws her off. I mean, it is, but there are plenty of people who can do that and, on a good day, she's one of them. That's not why, when she turns around, she finds herself suppressing the urge to shout.

What do you think you're doing? are the words that immediately come to mind. It's not the way he looks, per se, but something about the context of that look. Not only does every oddity look perfectly genuine and like it belongs on the man who is wearing it, but as far as she can tell this is how this person dresses when he goes to do his grocery shopping. And if a man puts on ear extensions and a sword to go buy milk, it doesn't matter that he didn't actually walk out of an urban fantasy novel that morning because in either case the world is that much crazier for having him in it.

"You can usually get a general idea of where you are by studying the people around you," Holmes explains. She doesn't waste time being startled, but she can't help cocking her head a little at this guy. Seriously, what the fuck? "But no two people around here seem to be from the same place."

That was an understatement, of course, but she was hesitant to voice her suspicions that many of them weren't even from the same time or planet. She wasn't sure yet that she had enough extraordinary evidence to be making such extraordinary claims.