Interdimensional Port, Montreal, Canada
The nobody-in-particular Ed had addressed looked at him, angrily. "I don't know! Those security guys refuse to say what happened with that insane robot guy that was charging around! He's back in there, probably to summon more of his insane robot friends!" he snapped. Ed would note that the man was fuming, in a more literal sense of the word than one might expect; small amounts of smoke puffed from his nostrils every time he sharply exhaled. After looking Ed over a few times, the man said, "You look kinda robot-ish, too. Are you friends with that guy?"