[ Jacob notes the way she dodges the question, not even pretending to deflect it. Maybe thats for the best. She doesn't seem like a girl from his time, or if she is, she's more like Evie than he cares to think on. And if shes not from his time, who knows what London might well be like.

Best to leave it well alone.]

My preference is from the way they least expect, if truth be told. But I can sneak myself into Buckingham Palace, I don't know if you can do the same. Or are inclined to. So we could bluff our way in? In that case, front door is on the main Dock Road, not far from here.