"Yeah, if you can pay." 

"How much?"

"Two credits per." 

"Where's it pick people up?"

"Oh, it doesn't exactly, usually there's nobody who wants to go, but I can introduce you to Seymour who drives the floater and he'll tell you where and when to be." 

"Cool, thanks!"

She beckons for the three of them to follow her as she makes her way towards Seymour's place, pointing out a few local landmarks along the way. There isn't a library as such, but there is a schoolhouse and a church, both of which can be presumed to contain books. 

(Lucy facepalms discreetly when the church is pointed out.)

"Hm?" Isabella asks in an undertone.

"I cannot believe these people have Jesus and not Judgments. Judgments actually exist."

"Did you try to resurrect the Shroud of Turin?"

"Well, no--I mean, I'm not saying that there didn't exist a person named Jesus who ran around telling people to be nice to each other and got executed by Romans, but every single factual claim the church makes about the nature of reality that's checkable is false and I think probably if there was an omnibenevolent creator being then the single most powerful form of life would probably be less obnoxious on the population level."

"We don't know what kind of Christianity this is. Or for that matter whether any form of Christianity might be true in this universe. We do however know that the star overhead is not a person, so it is not, evidently, locally the case that Judgments exist."

"Yeah. I'm--irrationally annoyed because normally I know that I'm right and they're wrong and the possibility that here it's reversed makes me feel--like it's unfair because all my beliefs about how the universe works are because of evidence." She shakes her head slightly. "It's unproductive, I'll get over it." 

"Fair enough." She follows their local guide, vaguely wondering if Seymour will be the guy who gave them the lift in the first place.

Seymour is not that guy! Seymour is a different guy, with a much bigger vehicle. 

"I leave pretty early in the morning. Is that all right with y'all?"

"It should be fine." Do these people even have 24-hour days???

"But if we oversleep we'd appreciate a reminder - speaking of, can you recommend a place to stay -"

"Josie has rooms over the bar she rents out, when there are strangers in town or somebody's wife kicked him out." 

"That'll probably do, where's Josie's bar?"

"Back down the street three blocks, turn left, go another five blocks, turn right, two blocks." 

"Thanks!" She writes that down with just a brief unfocused look.

"I'll meet you in front of Josie's at sunrise, howabout, and Josie will wake you if you pay her a little extra." 

"I think that works, thank you."

"Not a problem, ma'am," he says, tipping his hat.