He watched the refrigerator appear. "Clearly." He can't take his eyes off it though. His time had just got the darn things, and only folks like Don and himself could really afford them. Now they were portable. Or would be. Maybe, if his Earth was Trunk's Earth in someway. He doubted it and, ow.

"Gee, you have any aspirin? This is giving my brain a work out." People from space and magic capsules. "A bourbon. Make it a double." He stared at the white case and then back at the purple haired teen, "On second that make it a triple."