"Does it matter? I got you the-"
Her voice halts, a keen glance to either side of her before she leaned in closer, almost a whisper at this point.
"…time machine. This is like my third time doing this, actually. It goes off randomly."
She grinned, the hooded figure quickly closing the bag in fear before meeting her unserious gaze, a deep sigh.
"It was supposed to be an impossible task. I don’t...