As soon as Sam leaped into whoever he was at the moment, a simple fact set in. Unlike many of the leaps he had gone on before, this time very little disorientation hit him. He was very aware nearly as soon as he realized he was in a new place and in a new body.

He glanced around. Sam saw that he was in a bar sitting in a corner booth. Cigarette smoke filled the air along with loud music he was unfamiliar with.

As Sam looked around, a waitress approached his table. If Sam had to take a guess, she was in her early forties.

"Need another drink Bob?" a waitress asked looking at Sam.

"Uh…" Sam said, "no thanks."

"Well Bob Smith," she said, "I've never seen you turn down a drink before!" She laughed and went to the next customer.

Sam leaned back in his seat. The tightly-wound plastic seat made stretching noises. He looked around for to take in his surroundings. Smoke filled the air as did loud music that he didn't recognize.

For the most part, it was like any other bar. Sam noticed a clock on the wall near the entrance. Ten past seven its digital lights pointed out. It was several seconds later that Al stepped into his sight.

"Hi Sam," Al said. "Have we got things to tell you!"

Sam looked around. It would be pretty difficult to secretly talk to Al here. Being that no one could see Al but himself and in such a crowded place, Sam stood up and, as discreetly as possible, motioned for Al to follow him.

Locating the restroom, Sam walked in. After making sure it was empty, he locked the door behind him and Al.

"So you know why I'm here?" Sam asked.

"Not exactly, no."

"What was so important to tell me then?"

Al took a quick puff from his cigar.

"That's the thing Sam. We can't help you," Al told him. "None of this has happened yet."

"What are you talking about?" Sam asked. "How can none of this have happened yet? I'm here, aren't I?"

"Brace yourself for this. The reason none of this has happened for us yet," Al explained, "is because you're in the future. The year 2013 to be exact."

Sam leaned against the sink.

"Oh boy."