Course I do. In theory. Just a real question of whether it's real or if it's a long con by our friendly neighborhood car salesman. [...Okay, so:] Guess if he's giving them away, he's not exactly a salesman. You know what I mean.

[There's the question of the medical debt, and...maybe he shouldn't doubt that one so much. Bombarded with space rockets and falling into the abyss of the lowest levels of the Compound, he's not convinced he's not dead, but if somehow he isn't dead, he imagines he had plenty of injuries that needed seeing to. but you see with the power of movie magic we can ignore things like that]

There's a good number of food places, in the city. Like any city. Whether you always recognize what the food is is another matter. Bet there's coffeehouses, too. Or the alien equivalent thereof?