"Of course." Riley smiles as he puts down the boxes and shakes her hand, then gets out the recall transmitter for the Time Sphere. It appears in the office, it's usual spartan interior marred by a circular changing curtain. "You can slip into yours on the way." He passes her the orange box, keeping the yellow one for himself. Inside, Cindy will find an appropriate dress to 1940, maybe just a year or so behind the fashions, appropriate to a working class but economically stable household.
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