He looks around, taking in the detail, trying to look at everything all at once, to wrap his brain around the fact that he's in the future and, unless something very unexpected happens, he's here to stay. It's a bizarre thought, and he's not sure what to do with it. Maybe it's better to think about something else, until it all becomes less overwhelming. When he steps into her apartment, he smiles a little.

"It's a nice place. The couch looks comfy, and believe me, I'm okay with sleeping on couches, as long as you're okay with having me stay with you."

There's a long pause while he's clearly weighing a question, and then...

"They still have ad agencies in the future, don't they? I mean, I don't know how to do anything else, and I'll need to get a job so I can get my own place, and..."

He looks very unsure, and very young, all of a sudden.