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[littlebityeah]

Shit -- sh -- hey -- Hermann? Hermann!

[ There's the sound of panic and stumbling as Newt nearly trips over a chair and runs into the desk, knocking over a -- what is that, a journal? ]

Wh--heh--hahahaha--

[ Excuse him while he just laughs semi-deliriously; the sudden change in scenery is so crazy that he's considering that maybe he's just gone crazy. The journal drops to the desk and Newt turns away. ]

Did--did -- oh, no, nonono -- Hermann! Hermann, I-I-I'm--I'm stuck in--in what I'm guessing must be your -- alarmingly swanky memory, what -- what do the Rangers do? [ That could be the sound of him smacking himself in the head. ] Focus!

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[magnets]

[ Definitely like Jesse when he showed up. In need of answers and going nuts over it, so he feels for the dude, he does. But he also speaks pretty bluntly: ]

It's called Paradisa, it's like a big-ass castle in some alternate dimension, apparently. You breathin' now?

[ Probably less so. ]

[littlebityeah]

Alternate -- alternate dimension. [ How does that happen with a Drift? It can't. Shouldn't. ] That's -- no, that's ridiculous. This is ridiculous, I'm talking to a journal!

[magnets]

Yeah, and the journal's talkin' back, ain't it? Sounds crazy, right? Look out the fuckin' window, man, we ain't in Kansas no more.

[littlebityeah]

[ Let him just go over to that window, and: ] Oh -- god, it's like the antithesis of Hong Kong out there.

[magnets]

See what I'm sayin'? Startin' to sink in, ain't it? Ain't no dream you stepped into, man, sorry about that. You're feelin' real ambitious, you can even step out and check out your room number so's people can help you around and crap.

[ A beat, and then: ] Hong Kong? Seriously?

[littlebityeah]

[ This dude sounds like a total punk, whoever and wherever he is. Newt heads to the door, though, curious about this room number business. ]

Uh, seriously. The kaiju aren't just gonna back off because the UN can't pull their heads out of their -- holy shit, my name is on this!

[magnets]

What the hell is a --

[ He starts off, but he's getting a double-take here. That voice carries, and it kind of floats it's way on through Jesse's door, which he's now heading towards. ] Why can I hear --

[ His own door across the hall opens, and he snaps the journal shut, stares Newt down where he lingers at the opening of it. He says pointblank: ] Kaiju.

[littlebityeah]

[ Newt kind of triple-takes between the journal and the now-open door across the hall before shutting the book and staring. ]

Oh.

[magnets]

[ Oh, hey. This must be the dude. ] Crazy, right?

[ Maybe he should show him the wishing. Maybe he'll hold off on too much culture shock just yet. Jesse shuts the door behind him and leans up against it. ]

I'm Jesse. [ As if it's not on his own door. ]

[littlebityeah]

[ Newt adjusts his cracked glasses and glances inside his room one more time before shutting the door. He's a total mess. ] Newt. And yeah--yeah, crazy doesn't even begin to cover it. Like -- what is this? [ He holds up the journal. ] There's gotta be like -- something in the spine, right? Or the paper!

[magnets]

Don't - [ He holds up a hand of warning, a huff of a mirthless laugh making its way out of his mouth. ] Don't even ask, like hell's anyone gonna know or even tell ya here. Like, whatever happened to cell phones, yo?

[littlebityeah]

I don't -- whimsy? I don't know. [ He awkwardly sticks the journal in the pocket of his jacket, squints up and down the hall. ] Jeez, this place is way too chill for a kidnapping castle.

[magnets]

I'd say it ain't no wizard book or somethin' but, I mean. Castle.

[ He glances around the halls just as Newt does, his own journal tucked under his arm as he rubs at his nose. ]

I'm tellin' you, man, everyone here? They don't even care. Like, they got totally taken - right, like, taken - and they're just all chill as hell. LIKE it here. Magic and junk, I guess, gets in your brain.

[littlebityeah]

[ That's... really unsettling. Super unsettling. ] Maybe that's part of it. Y'know? Like--like, take you away from home, set you up somewhere nice, everything you could want, don't have to worry about time moving while you're gone -- and boom, gradual complacency! That almost smells like--like venus fly trap to me, dude, I dunno about you.

[magnets]

Yeah, no kiddin'. Make you feel real comfortable and all that shit and then there's dudes rippin' out hearts and fuckin soul-suckin'. [ Wow, maybe elaborate on that more, Jesse. No? Okay. ] Long as people get free shit, I guess.

Wanna drink or somethin'? [ Because boy looks like he could use one. ]

[littlebityeah]

You -- wait. [ The hand says wait on that drink offer. ] You--you don't mean literally, do you?

[magnets]

Hell, I only been here a week. Got a lotta word'a mouth and ain't much else to go on. Wishes're cool though. Wanna see?

[littlebityeah]

Oh -- yeah, great, that's totally reassuring. [ THANKS JESSE. ] Wishes?

[magnets]

Hey, you're lookin' for hugs, go find somethin' with tits; I ain't no welcome wagon, I'm just tryin' to show you the ropes. All's I'm sayin'.

Look, just, like, anything you wanna have. Food or somethin'. Snacks, drinks. Ya just -- check it. [ And he wishes aloud for a bag of Cheetos, nonchalantly lets it plop out of the air and into his hands. See? ]