For a moment the new arrival, Stan thought his name was Octavio? But he wasn't entirely certain, he'd seen him around though - more dressed than he was now, but that was besides the point at a time like this, But for a moment he'd looked surprised but then started brushing his teeth again like all of this might just be normal or something he wasn't all that worried about and Stan didn't really know what to make of that other than to just kind of stand there staring.
"Uh yeah, yeah those were - Richie, Richie made the cheese dicks." He agreed, because at least that much he knew, the rest of it... not so much.
"Hell if I know, one second I was here minding my own business and then next here you are brushing your teeth in my kitchen," He said in a rush, "Why are you brushing your teeth in my kitchen? Don't you have a bathroom?" Stan had a bathroom, a very nice bathroom, better since whatever sort of magical thing in charge here had amped it up for them, a late Hanukkah gift he supposed. Whatever the point was, teeth brushing was for bathrooms, not kitchens.
"I mean we could talk to someone if you need a bathroom," He decided trying to go with something he could solve rather than the sort of obvious signs that there was no way he was going to actually solve this. "There are some people who can build stuff around here, Eddie's dads maybe, they're wizards." He suggested ready to offer plenty if it meant that the man standing in his kitchen in a towel might just go home and he could pretend like none of this had ever happened.