"Because other people here are from the future and our time is very, very far," is Vasquez's sad revelation in this case, giving Faraday a shrug of his shoulders, finishing with his seconds and putting his plate aside, his stomach no longer craving food even though he's not actually full.

He reaches for his hat to settle it onto his head, along with a coat to keep warm (though not Bobo's coat, just his usual peacoat). "Are you going anywhere today? Maybe I could join you?"