Well, this ain't Kentucky, Toto. I'd ask what a man has to do to see the wizard around here, but the folks with assault rifles gave me the impression that a shiny pair of shoes wouldn't cut it. That, and that there were actual wizards here.
Since I reckon they weren't referring to the white sheet-wearing variety this far north, that leaves me with only a handful of options. Bitching about being given a roommate seems mighty petty right about now, so I'll settle for saying hello. My name's Raylan Givens. You'll most likely find me in the bar soon enough.