Time storms. Other planets. That's so far beyond Jeff's own experiences that he doesn't really know what to say at first, besides a soft, awestruck: "Whoa..."

Followed by: "Wait... So is this, like..." He looks around the dining hall, as if afraid of eavesdroppers, then leans in closer, lowering his voice conspiratorially. "...are we in a time storm? Because I totally thought we were all dead and this was, like, some kind of cruise to the afterlife, like, um, like Willy Wonka's taking us down the River Styx or something--"

Oh yeah, he totally got kissed by that weird guy.