"Tiny Tim watched as a huge metal casket slammed into Trafalgar Square. Magical lights covered the surface, blinking away in an odd pattern. It opened up and a cloud of smoke escaped into the sky, joining up with the famous London smog. Steve Jobs stepped out of his time machine. Wow, this is just like a Sherlock Holmes novel, he thought to himself. He pulled out a second turtleneck sweater and placed it over the one he was already wearing, to account for the temperature difference between London and California."