Computer. Play "Dixon Hill: The Long Dark Tunnel."
[There's a small answering chirp from the computer, acknowledgement of the command. Then the environment changes around them, almost instantaneously. They're now in a bar from the 1940s, the smoky darkness hiding some of the seediness of the place. In the window, the name of the bar can be read, albeit backwards: Rex's Bar. A few patrons sip their drinks, listen to music, smoke cigarettes. Most look up at Tony and Beverly's "entry" and exchange looks over their glasses at the strange attire of the newcomers.
Beverly leans over and whispers:]
Sorry. I ought to have warned you that they'll react to us as anyone from this era would if we just showed up looking like this.
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[There's a small answering chirp from the computer, acknowledgement of the command. Then the environment changes around them, almost instantaneously. They're now in a bar from the 1940s, the smoky darkness hiding some of the seediness of the place. In the window, the name of the bar can be read, albeit backwards: Rex's Bar. A few patrons sip their drinks, listen to music, smoke cigarettes. Most look up at Tony and Beverly's "entry" and exchange looks over their glasses at the strange attire of the newcomers.
Beverly leans over and whispers:]
Sorry. I ought to have warned you that they'll react to us as anyone from this era would if we just showed up looking like this.