"Guess it must be not as big a multiple universe dimension - or however you would describe that - as I thought if someone you know from one universe can show up in another completely different one you end up in too. She's not from home...?"

He grins a little at that last sentence. "Don't worry, I've spent years making sure Mom never did that. She couldn't cook at all so I learn so she wouldn't have to keep on buying takeout and fast food all the time... and so we could live without the fear of the apartment burning down." His tone is wry but there's still a small sadness to his tone. It's with grim humor he remembers how they used to joke about that and how she ended up dying, but he shakes himself out of it. "If you've got stuff, I can throw something together...? You really don't know how to cook?"