"My dear sir, I think I would suspect you of selling fishtails to sell more moonshine with you saying such things," she said with a chuckle and a smile. "A box that travels in time? Bigger on the inside? And saying magic or science seems like fishing for my gullibility, to see which way I bite. But I think you reached a bit too far with that last bit." she grinned and sipped her drink. "It seems someone like that would wind up quickly with a reputation such as no one would see him as a friend, nor trust him. Leaders tend not to last long when they trust so poorly. And whole epic tales spin about the fall of any great countries."