Disclaimer (which I forgot): Tribune owns Andromeda. Spelling and Goldberg own Charlie's Angels. I own neither, which is a real shame.

The man standing in front of the agency where she worked looked lost to Kris Munroe. Then his expression changed. In her line of work, she dealt with a lot of unsavory characters. He did not look like one. She couldn't put her finger on it but, as she and the other two Angels, Sabrina Duncan and Kelly Garrett approached him, she felt that life was about to take a very strange turn.

"Is there something we can do for you, sir?" Sabrina asked.

He broke out in a broad grin. "Well, you know, there are many answers to that question. I know my top three, though." He swept his gaze over all of them.

Kelly and Sabrina rolled their eyes and groaned. Kris, however, just burst out laughing. Her two friends gave her incredulous looks.

"I can't help it. I don't know why, it just struck me funny." She shrugged.

Harper was indignant. "Hey, don't laugh at me or mess with me. I'm a genius, you know."

"Oh, really." Kris was getting more amused by the second.

"Yes. It just so happens though, that I made a bit of an error and am kind of lost. No big deal."

"So, you just happened to land in Los Angeles, right?" Kelly asked, sarcastically.

"Um, yeah." Los Angeles, Los Angeles. Why did that sound familiar? Where had he heard it before? Oh, no. He just remembered. Could it be the Los Angeles California of Earth? As in the past? Before-well, just before... Man, oh, man!

Kris felt sorry for him. When Kelly mentioned Los Angeles, he seemed to freak out. Like he hadn't really known where he was and wasn't that thrilled to be here. He definitely needed some help. So, she took the bull by the horns. "Why don't you come inside with us? We work here and we might be able to help you." She pointedly ignored the glares she was getting from Sabrina and Kelly.

"O.K." Harper followed them inside.