What times do you want to go to
“If you could go anywhen, when would that be?”
He thought. Visions flared through his mind, mostly sex, but some worthwhile. Then his eyes got bigger. “Like anytime?”
“Within reason. Have you read “A Conneticut Yankee in King Arthur’s Court?”
He shook his head.
‘Yeah, not his most famous work but most applicable right now.”
Then a seriousness flushed his face.
“There are rules?”
“Of course there are rules. Can’t have people killing Leo Harvey Oswald or Adolf Hitler as children.”
“A council in 2145 ruled that the timeline in place at that time (I’m not being elliptical) would be the agreed upon timeline. Makes sense: you know that everybody and everything is the way they are because of the very specific events that unfolded that brought us to that time and place.”
“I’m confused. No changes?”
“Nope. Just visiting.”
“Doesn’t anybody ever change things?”
“Oh, yeah, from time to time,” winking.