[ WP ] A person that had lived decades in a virtual reality ( by choice ) runs into a person who enters it for the first time . Explain their conversation .

`` A beer for me and the young man here'' the barman accepts the order and goes to get it. 
 
 `` Oh thank you, but no thank you, I do n't drink'' Shelby told the old man. 
 
 `` Then why you be at a pub?'' The old man asked. 
 
 Shelby tried to look for an answer, but could n't seem to find one, so he made one up `` I'm feeling a little unwell, so I figure going out may help''. 
 
 The old man gave Shelby a odd look. `` How long have you been unwell?'' 
 
 `` About a week ago, why?'' 
 
 `` Makes sense'' 
 
 By this point the old man looked a little younger than he did before, for some reason this did n't distress Shelby, it should of. `` I'm sorry I did n't catch your name''. 
 
 `` Frost, nice to meet you Shelby'' Frost said as he held out his hand for a handshake. 
 
 Shelby shook Frost's hand, though frost's hand felt... off, he did n't know why, come to think of it something frost said put Shelby off, was it his name?, no why would that distress Shelby?, something he said afterwards...... SHELBY'S NAME!. 
 
 Shelby violently took his hand away from frost, putting a smile on frost's young vibrant face....wait. 
 
 `` Have you figured it out yet?'' asked frost 
 
 `` Who the hell are you!'' 
 
 `` Guess not....'' 
 
 Shelby ran out of the pub, not disturbing anyone in the pub. Shelby ran out to see a green creature, made up of ones and zeroes, forming a feline like monster with large talons. 
 
 `` Rogue'' it bellowed. 
 
 Shelby could n't do anything but stare, he was frozen, unable to react. The creature leaped for Shelby, as Frost pushed Shelby out the way and fire a ball of misty white energy into the creatures face. 
 
 Frost stood over Shelby `` You're in deep shit friend, and it looks like you owe me one'' Frost's face turned completely white and formed a weird helmet made of ice.
