(Looks a little sad.)
...We will see about it when we're there, Miss Lingqi... I think I have it ready now.
(Nods.)
That is fine. I don't mind waiting.
…
(Narrows her eyes.)
...No, you have actually reached John Jacob Jingleheimer Schmitd. Yes, it's Claudia. What ever might you need?
...Whoa, really? Damn, I wouldn't have guessed...
make it through this year if it kills you yet | 2001-2019...Ah. Alright. It will be here when you're ready, then.
(Gazes wistfully down at the now finished machine. I can't find any images of antiquated teleporters that aren't big, booth-lookin' corny steampunk things, but I'm sure you can imagine some kinda gadget that looks suitably cool.)
Ooh... Well, Gregor—... that's his name... He's still kinda trying to figure it out, and he can't always control it too well.
(Looks up.)
Yes, when Julie is also ready.
make it through this year if it kills you yet | 2001-2019…
(Is averse to being touched and feels pretty uncomfortable, but tries his best not to show it. Smiles.)
...You are most welcome, Miss Lingqi. Anything to help you return home.
(Nods and waits.)
Oh... Well, none of us are really magic, so that might have something to do with it.
make it through this year if it kills you yet | 2001-2019

Open up.
Yes, I'm sure!
UN JOUR JE SERAI DE RETOUR PRÈS DE TOI