“The thing is……I don’t know why I was sent back here. I don’t know who sent me, I don’t know ANYTHING about this, stuck in the damn, smelly 17th Century!” said Stefano spitting with coffee-flavoured frustration!
“What CAN you tell us about how you got here?” Spinoza inquired.
“Well……..I was attempting to smoke some herb in the library, a little hidden-away room. I took a page out of an old book, rolled up the herb, smoked it and….BAM….here I was”
Spinoza’s and Kepler’s eyes lit up, and they gave each other very knowing and excited looks.