Shs sighs realizing she should go along with the man's assumptions. She didnt want to disturb any time spectrums. She follows Cyrus to his home, feeling a bit awkard due to the fact she was two or so sure inches taller than him. 
"My name is Baylie Thomas. Is that crazy?" She chuckles a bit. "And i just hit my head too hard." She lies hoping it would be a good enough excuse for her lack of cultural knowledge. But at some point her attire would hint she wasnt from here. She highly doubts anyone in this era wore khakis, polos, or lab coats.