Some people want Raafi to sign his name on things.

That seems probably harmless, sure.

He's attracting a crowd - mostly people who haven't heard of him but figure he must be interesting based on all this attention.

Well, he can be personable about it. And when there's a couple minutes left on his Fly spell, he excuses himself and takes off toward the clothing store.

He is chased a bit, flight or no flight.

If they're still following when he gets to the store, he'll teleport inside.

They have no idea where he went! They do not follow him into the store. No one immediately recognizes him here in the women's outerwear.

With some luck that'll continue to be the case while he looks for the menswear section.

Here it is. Does he want socks? Formalwear? Jeans? Buttondowns? T-shirts? Slacks? Patterned robes? Shorts? Kilts? Belts? Shoes? Coats?

He looks the selection over, quickly concluding that jeans will stand up best to his lifestyle and less quickly working out what size he wants. Shirts are a little less straightforward, but also less important since he's going to keep wearing his vest; he picks out a few in different styles, and a couple of pairs of shorts and a robe. He checks out the window for what the crowd is doing before trying to figure out how to pay.

They're paying with their phones, tapping them on a device or hip-checking the device with their pockets, except for a fraction of them who just walk out without making visible attempts to interact with the device; no one's looking askance at them, though there is a man attending a desk near the exit glancing up whenever someone walks by.

He'll try the tapping method, see if that's as straightforward as it looks.

His phone asks if he wants to download "Pear" and authorize it to make payments at physical points of sale.

What a charming society. Yes, he'll do that.

His password and fingerprint later he has paid for his clothes with Pear.

...he probably shouldn't, but... any other interesting stores around?

There are restaurants including a cat café, a jewelry store, a lamp store, a convenience store, a toy store. There are also less "storey" stores, like a post office and a photography studio and a salon.

He will go get changed and then come back and have lunch, how about. He picks one of the less crowded restaurants, when he gets back.

Dim sum place with a conveyor belt toting food all around the restaurant, charged for by plate color!

Mystery buns, excellent. He tries a few different ones from across the range of prices - delicious - and if nothing stops him he'll spend the afternoon checking out the area and its shops.

In his new clothes he's far less recognizable; nobody accosts him.

He's made a few more purchases by dinnertime, a bit of this and that - a couple of pretty knickknacks, some packaged snacks from the convenience store, a trucker hat that says 'wanderer' on the front, a few kits from a science-themed toy store, a flying drone with a camera that claims it'll work with his phone. He navigates ordering takeout from another of the restaurants, and brings his haul back to his hotel room, where he checks the internet again over his lamb vindaloo for more responses to the interviews.

He's pretty cute

ew? he's probably carrying diseases from another universe

that's actually a good point, does the ICRT know about this?

well if you actually think he's from another universe you can file an ICRT report but lbr you're not gonna do that because you don't really think he has the plague

I dig his outfit

why did his translation magic give him that accent? That's so specific!

there aren't really... nonspecific accents

He takes notes as he reads, and then looks up the ICRT.

It stands for Infection Control Response Taskforce. They are a superorganization, coordinating between all the more local disease control orgs and hospital conglomerates in the event of an outbreak.