Jo watched the book, reading the response as it came in, and waiting until the hand went away to respond. 

"[i]...Sorry, but as far as I know, that could be a holog- Er, a vision. A ghost image. So, I can't believe you.[/i]" She responded, figuring she'd be better off using watered-down explanations of things rather than their names. "[i]Walk through the book? I don't think it's big enough for you to fit in. However, "the next convenient time" is approaching quickly.[/i]" She looked up, watching as her car flew to her home, yard underneath and parking spot soon approaching. 
"[i]I'll take the book out of the car, and set it down on my way in. If you intend to use fire, I can NOT have you inside. Since you seem to have no exposure to platforms, I need you to understand some things. Do not approach the edge without me. Do not burn anything. Do not harm my car, and the sidewalk moves. It's a grey strip in the yard that leads straight up to my door. I will be inside the house, because the air outside gives me headaches. Just approach the door, I'll have it set to automatically open.[/i]" She paused, tapping her pen as she thought and as the car parked itself. 

"[i]Also, be kind to my robot- I call her Nan. She's as much my family as my father. And, if you see a dark cloud approach, get in either my car, or my house immediately. Those are from below, and make people super sick.[/i]" She looked out of the car, to her medium, angular, yellow house, and the green plastic grass and colorful plastic flowers around it. 

"[i]I'm getting out now, So, in about the time it'll take you to count to ten, you'll be free to do whatever. I'll be watching from my window.[/i]" Once she finished writing, she took a breath, and got out of the car, putting the book, open, on the ground near the sidewalk. The skies above her were clear, a hint of sunrise off in the distance, and the air was brisk, though, she didn't mind. There was a slight breeze in the air, carrying the distant smells of the city. And before the next breeze could blow, a breathless Jo was already in her house, peeking out a slit in the blinds in the window by her door.