"Hey, I just pointed us in the opposite direction of S.H.I.E.L.D. HQ. If you have any directions, honey, feel free to start giving them." Frowning, Howard shifts, peeling out of his coat. "And I mean exactly what I said. I'm not from right now. I pulled the Tesseract from the ocean and wound up in a H.G. Wells novel. What year is it, anyway? Fury was cagey about that."