"Starfleet..." It rings a bell but one so old and so tiny that he has to think a second before really remembering where it came from. "OH! Holy shit! You're from that place with the...you know. Aliens and shit! The future!"

Richie backs up, knowing this probably makes no sense.

"I am from like 2019, originally. We have people from the 1980's and earlier. All different worlds and universes and shit. We visited yours once! A long time ago tho. Place called Risa?"