"So time travel is actually possible."
"Theoretically, yeah," I replied. "It's a really, really bad idea, but theoretically I could do it."
"What else?"
"Tons of stuff," I said absently, "You have to work around physics, but other than that, free reign."
He checked the clock. "Mm. You were late yesterday. Too bad you can't teleport."
"Not yet," I said, opening the newspaper, "I'll master that by sometime next week."
"Ha ha." Thomas deadpanned.
I smiled to myself behind the paper and didn't answer.
I could almost see him frowning just a bit. "Harry? That was a joke, right?"
"Harry?"