They're kind of in a bad place, right now. ( Because pretending otherwise feels like a ridiculous endeavor. She's not going to lie, space-time continuum aside. ) They'll work it out, though. I mean, it's Fitzsimmons. Of course they will.

( She has to hope. And she also has to do her part while here so she can help them out after.

Daisy smiles at him, easy, the worry in her eyes fading away. ) I want to have a drink with a friend. ( She starts to walk, knowing he'll follow. ) I think there's a bar nearby. At least, it looked like a bar. Who knows with this place, it could be a public library or something.