Astonishment lit her eyes a moment at the sight of that stunned expression plain on his face. Had she not had a champagne flute still in one hand, she might have clapped her hands together in delight. New as she was to the hotel, she had heard the hotel had its share of temporal anomalies (and wasn't that a thing to consider) but hadn't considered that she might have run into someone from another century.

She reached out a hand to trace the fleur de lis he wore on one shoulder with the tip of a finger, "A Musketeer and you haven't yet been initiated into the great, wide world of planes, trains and automobiles?"