[A relatively short teenager with punkish blond hair and a very conspicuous black coat wanders around the Plane. The first thing he finds is the kitchen. He examines it curiously, all the while talking to himself.]

Doesn't seem like there's anything strange about it... but how does it work?

[He turns on the faucet and samples the water.]

Where does it come from?

[But this. This growling machine over here is completely new to him. He opens it and gasps.] Whoa! It's cold...! [And, like any curious dog or something would, he sticks his head in the refrigerator to investigate.

Now is probably the perfect time to bother the new kid.]