This isn't Emily's dorm room.
This is Milliways! Awesome.
"Hi, Bar," she says cheerfully. "Looks like I'm the first one in at the moment, huh?" she says, looking around at the otherwise-empty room.
"It really is! It is not, in fact, a coincidence that all three are so moral--except inasmuch as it is a coincidence that the adult one managed to be a major figure in the lives of the other two growing up. Telepathic Ethics Are Not A Joke, that's Papa."
"Do you have anything that - anything except the magnet powers, or can I basically just imagine you are a storybook wizard?"
"You personally, being the one I'm talking to. ...I do not think I am ready to meet someone with plasma eye beams today."
"I do not have plasma eye beams. My internal organs are a little bit weird, but not in a way that's ever likely to become relevant unless I make fantastically improbable life choices."
"Most of the actual visible changes are pretty awesome. I know multiple people with fully-functioning wings, and my aunt looks like she was carved from lapis lazuli."
"They don't find Milliways, so it was already pretty unlikely. But noted."
"Eh--sort of? If it's never happened to you, it might or it might not ever, some people find it once, some people find it pretty regularly. If it happens to you reasonably often it probably won't just stop, but there's no guarantee."
"I only get Milliways when I'm opening a door with magnetism, for some reason. No idea why."
"Nor I! The ways of Milliways doors are mysterious and unfathomable. Even Bar doesn't have a clue," she adds, patting the bar.
"Well, at least it gave me a place where if I understand correctly I can buy the groceries I was looking for in the first place."
I assure you that you will find no fault with my groats.
"I will take your word for that."
"Ooh, I hadn't even thought about that! I've never gotten Milliways while far enough away from home to be relying in import shops."
"Mostly I miss real meat. It's outrageously expensive on Earth and I've never gotten used to the vat kind."
"You can absolutely get real meat here. Well, not real real I suppose, it's never been a dead animal, but I can't tell the difference."
I assure you my imitations scarcely warrant the term.
"- but presumably Bar is better at it."
"I mean, the pink thing she gave you has never been whatever it is pink things are usually made of. ...Hey, bar, can I try the vat stuff to see what it's like?"