Another thing about Cleo…she’s a bit hard-headed.  If I tell her to not do something, she does it anyway.  So do you want to take a guess on what she did?

As she inspected the strange object, things started to flash and lightning bolts shot out.  Then there was a man.

"Umm…" Cleo began.  "Who are you?"

The strange man looked up and down at her.  ”I am a person from the future.  This thing here is a time machine.”

Her eyes widened.  ”Wait, you come from the future?  What? How?”

"Don’t worry about it, it’ll all be clear soon enough." The man takes out a handheld machine type thing.

"Take this.  Use it."

Cleo looks at him, confused.

"It’s an almanac.  You can use it to travel anywhere you want in the future.  If you ask me, it’s pretty nifty."

"Umm…thanks."

I looked down at them and facepalmed.  She does whatever she wants.  Oh well.