Any greeting Urd had for the Doctor or Sara was blown away by Zim's dramatic entrance. Oh, she had seen the little green alien on the network -- it was hard not to notice him. Or notice he was an alien, even with his wig and strange eyes. Obviously he thought he was being clever and deceptive and she had no inclination to try to prove otherwise. Not now.

If more people were coming, they'd have to be filled in later. If she waited any longer, the beaker full of fog she held might fade or be compromised.

"That's what we're trying to figure out," she replied smoothly. Dressed in a white lab coat over her usual tight, indecently low-cut dress, she gestured to the scientific instruments she'd gathered for the occasion.

"All of you have different specialties. Some of you may have more than simple third dimension physics on your side. I'm sure you all have your own ideas and plans on how to fix this...that's good. The more ideas the better."

She perched herself on the counter, crossing her legs and lifting the beaker for the rest of them to see. "My name is Urd. Some of you might know me...I've been here awhile. Before we get into it, why don't we share our ideas on how this works? Any personal experiences with the affects?"