It's interesting hearing that, because James didn't have the same experience. Closest thing was that certain people sort of felt familiar; like Diana had before he knew that he actually already knew her.

Nodding where she'd been leading them, he chimes, "Yeah, you're room is fine, since we're already headed in that direction. Bed's more comfortable anyway." More room, no worrying about someone walking in. The latter being a good enough reason on multiple fronts, especially now knowing the other guy Bela is with could be one said interrupter.

James glances down at himself and is reminded that he's still wearing the 1950s era clothing. Clucking his tongue, he asks, "I didn't leave any clothes behind, did I? Maybe I could borrow something?" Any larger sweaters or something she may own that could possibly fit him.