Robin nearly jumps out of her skin at the surprise contact but manages to sound friendly when she says "It's quite alright." and nods. It was funny how pleasantries remained the same even when the world appeared to have turned on it's head. This was all too weird she thought as the other person with them hailed the lamp lighter.<br/><br/>The younger man lights the lamp nearest them and tips his hat to the assembled ladies with a brique nod to the gentleman. "Good evening sir, ladies. What can I do for you?" Closer up it's easier to see his curling rich brown hair and yellow gold eyes. Robin shrugs and looks to the man with them. Since he'd been the one to call the lamp lighter over Robin was content to let him ask the questions for now. Likely his and her own questions would be the same and listening would give Robin a chance to fill any gaps with her own questions. The lamp lighter was clearly in historical clothing and if she wanted to follow the crazy train that passed for logic in this situation. The three of them may actually have been dragged into a different time and or demention.<br/>The fact that she thought odder things could have happened to them told Robin she'd definitely been binge reading to much fiction on her lunch breaks. She made a mental note to add some non fiction to her reading roster if she a) returned to work some how or b) became lucid enough to relize she was in a looney bin and able to ask for a book.<br/><br/>While she is thinking the lamp lighter John looks expectantly at Timothy for a split second before half laughing. "Sorry bout that mate completely forgot to introduce myself, my names John Percible. These early evening shifts are killin me sense of time but even a jackle's got to eat." says John with a shrug.