Agatha flicked the little pear skin over her shoulder. "So, about that swordfighting?" She said, trailing off a little.
Willow came back a minute or so later, as promised, and drove back into the garage. She stepped out of the DeLorean with a a tie around her head and some Harry Potter sunglasses on. "The Doctor was right, the French do know how to partayy!" She said, walking around a bit like a drunken giraffe.
((AND SO THAT JOKE CONTINUES.
Also 50 fangirl points if you get that reference.))
Agatha giggled in a younger sort of manner, she was only a couple 100 years younger than Idris so she still was a bit childish.
"What was cool? Oh, the time jumping, yeah? Thannkkks," Willow said, still seemingly looking like she was drunk for some reason. "I infused some TARDIS technology into the DeLorean so you can go somewhere and you'll be there for what seems like a couple minutes, seconds, or hours. I'm debating on calling it a CARDIS, what do you think?"