for Kirk

 Taylor stepped through the PINpoint access stretching as she did, the smell of the salt air, with the right hint of volcanic ash actually felt good after being in the NEXXUS so long.  Not that Taylor would complain about that bit, she had needed the break away from her favored islands.  

Today she was there to help a friend find suitable vintage (to him) clothes, so she was dressed to blend in a little more than her usual bikini top, mesh top over it and swim trunks or black fatigues.  A cheery blue sundress and wedges with her hair pulled up gave more of the appearance that she was either a rich girl or military brat.  Considering they were near the base, she figured may as well help the time tourist get less of a look over than if she was in her usual treasure hunter outfit.  

Since they had come out in an alley she knew would be mostly empty, she turned to face her companion.  "Welcome to the twenty first century.  Which do you want first?  My favorite coffee shop on the Big Island, or shopping?"  Though she paused.  "Okay, we'll hit the coffee place first.  Only because it's close to a Lei stand, and every visitor needs a proper Lei.  It's a law for the islands."