"I swear you could say fuckin' anything to me and no matter how insane it sounded, how fuckin' sure I was you were fucking with me, I'd never be able to be sure. Because," she says, emphatically, "what the fuck. Nasty haunted battleships and decrepit dinosaurs, that you got because you took down a guy called the Hanged Man. No part of that should be believable."

Fucking different universes, man.

"What are you supposed to even do with a freaky haunted battleship and a dinosaur?"