These conditions are cruel and unusual, and Sam throwing up her arms is obviously an invitation for Hiro to poke her in the ribs with one socked foot, scowling. "Fine, fine, fun-sucker. No huge chore-doing robots for you."

Hiro can totally emote about how much high school sucked and the various drama's surrounding his entrance to college...later. Much later. Right now he has to confirm some theories that, despite sharing a Canada, maybe Sam and him aren't from the same world.

"...well, San Francisco burned down like, a hundred years ago. Bunch of immigrants from Japan rebuilt it, made it the major trans-Pacific trading route, eventual California seat of commerce and trade and stuff. San Fransokyo. Get it?" Then, rolling his eyes, "That can't possibly be true. Don't lie to me, you get an extra life once you return to Canada. It's a thing, like the moose and the poutine and the first cyborg prime minister."