Doesn't matter how many times you dimension hop, it always throws you for a loop and then some. One time, I got sucked into an alternate dimension where people were treated like cows. Literally. They called them cows and made them wear collars. I spent five years trying not to die and making tree bark enchiladas.
This is better. No collar. There's showers. And they said Angel was here?
[...] Tacos are a thing here, right? Because I don't know if I could handle a world without tacos again.