Milliways may have recently been busy, judging from the confetti all over the place, the usual array of mug stains and dirty napkins and crumbs, and nacho cheese that ended up on the wall for some reason, but it's pretty slow right now.
There is, at least, a slightly translucent woman cleaning up the mess.
Someone who looks like a human, but very young to have hair that grey, comes down from the rooms above, yawning, to return a book and see who's around right now.
The person cleaning nods at him. She doesn't look particularly startled by his appearance. (Aside from the translucency, she has mildly pointed ears, black hair that's barely beginning to grey, and her irises are rather large compared to a human's.)
She will make sure she is doing a cleaning task compatible with ongoingly looking at him a solid chunk of the time. "Greetings, how are you?"
"Worried about my sanity but assuming this place is real I’m really excited about it."
"Oh, huh. Finding this place made me a lot less worried about my sanity, but I was already out of touch with reality before I got here, so my baseline was lower."
"When I got up yesterday I didn’t think this kind of thing happened in real life."
"Huh. I wouldn't have predicted this exact thing but it's not a shock to me that extraplanar bars exist or that you can occasionally reach them by dreaming if you're imprisoned."
"I don’t think anyone on my planet does any kind of magic, at least openly. Where are you from?"
"The planet's called Suaal but there aren't any other planets in the universe that we know of, so I wouldn't really expect you to run into it even if you do space travel."
"Does space travel work well for you? I hear that things break down really easily out there."
"What do you do with it, anyway? I hear the moon is a weird kind of rock, are the planets you can get to made of more useful materials?"
"That's pretty cool. Wait, moons, plural? What's that like?"
Shrug. "It's hard to think what I'd compare it to. I guess it probably makes it more complicated to travel on the ocean."
"I guess that's not an easy question to answer, it's not like you've lived on planets with varying numbers of moons such that you can do a comparative review for me."
"Good luck! Bar lends out lots of nonmagical books, if that helps!"
Clarinda nods and puts a cloth in a bucket and gets another one.
"Are there any poems or prayers or meditation topics or other mental exercises you particularly like?"
"Um. I have some favorite poems but what are you talking about? I know what meditation and poetry are..."
"Praying is a mental thing you do in order to try to get a god to do things. They can sort of engage with it sometimes, there are definitely limits but the details aren't clear to me. Sometimes people formalize it. If you haven't heard of it it probably doesn't work very well where you are or something."