“Time, you say? Don’t be absurd, ma’am. No one can move through time but at the steady rate of one second per second forward.” The man said, visibly beginning to sweat as he studied me. “I mean, it’s just metal with a little stones set into it. That’s like claiming that my pocket watch can send me to the moon!”
“Can it?” I asked.
The man flustered and flushed, “Of course not!”
“That’s a shame. I’ve been looking for one of those.” I replied.
“Your imagination is as fanciful as your outfit! Wait… No, it couldn’t have… Did that bug just move?”