It was late afternoon in Caerdid, but Roland had only been awake a few minutes prior to leaving his bedroom. His last adventure with Jenny had worn him out completely, and he refused to go anywhere until he'd had at least one fully normal day. What was considered normal to him, Jenny had no idea, but she figured it didn't involve time ripples or atmospheric disturbances of any kind, so she decided to keep her latest observations to herself.
"Just for today, and then I can tell him all about it," she thought as she peeled a banana.
Roland entered the kitchen wearing a flannel robe and fuzzy brown slippers. He shuffled to the fridge and exclaimed in surprise when he saw the contents. "Jenny, how did we afford a whole gallon of milk? I know for a fact this wasn't Montgomery's."
"Oh, I went back to a little grocery store in the twenty-first century," Jenny said, casually taking another bite of banana. "You wouldn't believe how cheap everything was!"
Roland took notice of the banana in Jenny's hand for the first time. "Is that from the twenty-first century too?"
"No, it's actually from a banana grove that was in Villengard about a millennium ago. There's some more on the counter over there if you want one." She pointed over Roland's left shoulder and took the last bite of her banana.
"Um, no thanks," Roland grumbled. "Do we have any modern Earth food?"
"Good grief, no," Jenny retorted. "You can buy a whole store in the thirtieth century for what it costs to buy a box of raisins nowadays. Literally! What would be the point?"
Roland decided to ignore the fact that the waffles in the freezer were ancient and eat them anyway. "Perhaps tomorrow can be my normal day," he thought as he watched the heat rise from what used to be Isaiah Montgomery's toaster. "I could visit my parents and eat normal food cooked in rightfully purchased appliances."