The streets of Driftveil City are peaceful and sparsely populated. A kid in a baseball cap dashes around quickly; a cop patrols at a measured rate. A golden ring full of glowing purple energy—a dimensional portal—appears briefly.
"There's a theater in town if you ever wanna see some of our movies, or you can get them on discs from the library or buy them on the Internet."
"Or stream them free on pirate sites! —which of course is illegal and wrong and you should never do it," he adds with a glance at Frank.
"I wish we had a guide to it like we do about Pokeballs for immigrants from Almia or Fiore or wherever! Maybe once you finally adjust you could write one, you'd know what needs to be explained and then we'd have it ready for if anyone else from your world ever shows up or we finally figure out how to do a permanent portal."
"I'm used to a system a lot like - well, what has happened to me so far today, my situation became apparent to an appropriate public official and I was brought to a suitable institution and provided with resources suitable to my needs, except I understand this can't be expected to go on indefinitely and it is not yet clear how I pay my host society back in this situation."
"You pay society back through taxes! The government takes a little cut of most transactions, it can make the cut bigger if it's something antisocial like emitting pollution or waive it if it's something prosocial like charity for the poor, and uses it to fund cops and public schools and government healthcare and so on."