Jesse ended the life of his current cigarette and pulled out a new one. Lighting it with the lighter his father had given him. The lighter that had ended his time at Arkham Asylum. The lighter that now meant more to him than it previously had, which was truly saying something.
"People outta comic books." Jesse told him. "People you seen in movies and read about in books. People offa tv and the like. Those are the kinds of people yer bound to run into here. People like you, too. People like me. We were all brought here for some reason by this place."
He went back over what the green guy had said. "Fred? There's gotta only be one female Fred in the world, I'm guessin. I met yer Fred. She's a great girl, she is. From Texas, like me. Real smart. Kinda... weird, but not in a bad way. I also met a vampire with a soul once. Named Spike. Took that thing right outta him."
He smiled and looked at the green guy. "So yer from their world. Seems t'be a lot of ya."