Having semantics argued at her by a man holding open a portal to another dimension is hardly her ideal morning. She gives him a flat look and says, drolly:
"I would not, but only because I've existed in the vast majority of them all at once," Rosalind informs him. But, of course, she's being terribly rude and if there is one thing she cannot abide it is impropriety. Without proper manners, everything descends into religious cults and chaos. She's seen it.
"Impressive dimensional gateway, I should love to know how you managed that," she says and extends a hand to shake. "Good morning to you. I am Rosalind Lutece, Doctor of Quantum Mechanics, Columbia, currently of Cabin 137."
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"I would not, but only because I've existed in the vast majority of them all at once," Rosalind informs him. But, of course, she's being terribly rude and if there is one thing she cannot abide it is impropriety. Without proper manners, everything descends into religious cults and chaos. She's seen it.
"Impressive dimensional gateway, I should love to know how you managed that," she says and extends a hand to shake. "Good morning to you. I am Rosalind Lutece, Doctor of Quantum Mechanics, Columbia, currently of Cabin 137."