When You Torchwood Not Go Anywhere Else

I’m a nerd. I tend to wear a lot of nerd stuff, such as a Vortex Manipulator watch, Eye of Agamotto, suspenders, and various pins. I’ve had some crazy stuff happen before, but nothing like this. I’m in line at a coffee shop to get drinks for my friends. I’m wearing the Vortex Manipulator.

Me: “I’ll take…”

Customer: *Behind me* “Why are you in this shop?”

Me: “Excuse me?”

Customer: “If you’re a criminal, why are you in a coffee shop?”

Me: “How am I a criminal?”

Customer: “You have a tracker on your wrist. Only criminals wear those.”

Me: “Actually, it’s my watch.”

Customer: “No, it isn’t.”

Barista: “It’s a Vortex Manipulator. You see, he’s a time agent.”

Customer: “You mean a criminal?”

Young Kid: “Stop being mean.”

Customer: “Excuse me?”

Young Kid: “He’s said that he’s a time agent; let it go.”

Customer: “I won’t let a criminal be here.”

Me: “If you don’t leave, I will be a criminal, as I’ll be guilty of your murder.”

She skedaddled out of there.

Barista: “Whatever you say, Mr. Harkness.”

I still go there for that reason.