Prove it

"Dexter! Please!" Sophie begged, tears streaming down her face as she jumped from the bed and grabbed the young man's hand. "I never lied to you about anything! You have to believe me!"

"Oh yeah, Future Girl?!" Dexter snapped, turning back around to face the teary eyed and heartbroken girl. His own face tear stricken in heart brake and anger. "Prove it! Prove to me you and your sister - if that woman even is your sister are from three hundred years in the future!"

"Ooh! I can do that!" Carol volunteered as she reached behind her back and showed Dexter her ID. "See! It says I won't be born until 2323. That's three hundred and twenty-three years from now; give or take a few months. And Sophie won't be born until seven years later in 2330!"

"Okay! Seriously! Where the hell are you hiding those things?! You don't wear underwear, let alone anything with pockets!" Karen shouted.

"Oh, in 2131, people eighteen and over have access to miniature pocket dimensions to hold our belongings." Carol explained, reaching behind her to pull out a few monetary crystals. "Some of the top scientific minds of our time developed it once The Nudity Act was put into effect."

"Well, that's a relief." Cindy chuckled, "From the way you kept pulling it out from behind you, I thought you were pulling them out of your ass."

"Yeah, that's the drawback when the lead scientist was a former cartoonist." Carol replied, "Especially when Rubber Hose Animation makes a comeback in 2219."

"That's it I'm leaving!" Dexter stated angrily.

"No! Please!" Sophie begged.

"Look, Ladies, it's been a blast. Really." Dexter said sarcastically as he tried to pull his hand away from Sophie, who held it in a vice like grip. "But unless you can come up with something other than obviously fake IDs, rocks, and nonsense that sounds like it wouldn't be out of place in one of my Sci-Fi story rough drafts, I'm still not buying anymore lies that come out of any of your mouths! Now, if you excuse me, I have to go punch my ass of a brother in his stupid face!"

"Wait!" Carol called out, "If you just stay a little while longer, I have one more thing that I'm more than positively sure will convince you!"

"Oh, this I gotta see..." Dexter muttered to himself in a mixture of anger and annoyance.