He looks like Cecil, sounds like Cecil, answers to Cecil, even talks the same way as Cecil, but apparently, is not the Cecil that knows Carlos. A deep, troubled frown crosses Carlos's face.

"Always worked for..." he trails off, thinking fast. "You've never worked for another radio station at all?"

Carlos has been told about people from other worlds, told that this is another world, a fact that he's not entirely unprepared for considering the dimensional anomalies that occur about once every two weeks in Night Vale.