Maybe we came the week they're doing the classic auto show?

[That's absolutely not what's happening, but Martin doesn't have much explanation beyond the absurd or the eldritch.]

The house looked sort of dated, too. On the inside, I mean.

[Time travel briefly crosses Martin's mind, but he dismisses it as just a little too out there. For now. He does his best not to press for any further closeness or intimacy. If Jon doesn't remember what's happened, then that's not going to make sense to him, much as it pains Martin. Jon should be comfortable, though. They make it to the house at a quick clip, and Martin motions Jon to sit down on a sofa in one of the rooms.]

I suppose there's not really time to make tea, but if you... wanted?