[ WP ] A portal to a fantasy-like land opens in the middle of New York City and exiles start coming through .

`` They were beautiful. The exiles that came through the portal. They were beautiful. The portal opened up and was framed with a double rainbow. I saw a fantastic sculptured city, all glass and chrome. It was so futuristic. From the portal, I saw men and women like us, walking and talking and laughing, just like us. It was beautiful. It was so freaking beautiful. The exiles came through the portal, driven before the others and from all of humanity, they chose to make first contact with me. I gave them my watch as a gift between our two people. They gave me a pill in return. It was so I could understand them. Think about it, a pill that conveys the understanding of one people to another. I took the pill and spoke to them at length. They told me of their culture, of their cities, of their people. I told them about New York. i told them about the magnificience that was America. I told them all about us. I felt obliged to get them my own money so that they could experience the joy of shopping in New York. They told me it was their custom to never accept gifts, only barters. They gave me more of the pills to pass out amongst our people so that we may all come to know of their people. I've adopted their custom, sir. I was bartering the pills for other items amongst our own people. It was an exchange of cultures sir. They've gone back just now to relate this wonder of our world to their own people. The portal is closed now, but they promised it would open again, and soon.'' 
 
 `` Well, dat is the most ridiculous story *I* have e'er heard explaining how a pound'o meth came to be in a drug dealer's pocket.'' Officer O'Malley declared, snorting with mirth. 
 
 `` So, you will let me go?'' Vic asked, hopefully. 
 
 `` Come on, you. Do n't to central holding.'' Officer O'Malley declared pushing the dealer before him.
