Wordplay

As Rudy shifted his main being to the location of the spike he encountered a tiny town in the middle of nowhere.

"Watch out. Fucking idiot" Rudy heard as he was nearly hit by a metal cart with pots of sizzling oil were on top of it a rather plain looking guy pushing it around him.

"Dumbasses just teleporting wherever they want" the guy mutters as he dumped the grease in a disposal receptacle before pulling empty oil jugs from the lower shelves and tossing them in the dumpsters next to the grease receptacle.

"If you're applying for a position ask up front by at the reception desk" the guy says as he rolls by hitting Rudy's toes

"Dick" Rudy says under his breath as he hopped back shaking his foot. "Hey what's your name?" Rudy snaps "I need to ask you some questions."

"Why should I answer you?" The guy responds rolling his eyes as he was walking away with his cart. "Because if you don't I'll beat you up," Rudy says teleporting in front of the cart slamming his hands on it.

"You want my response to that?" the guy ask. "Ah finally see...AHHH!" Rudy shouts as he's slammed into with the cart and shoved aside "you're standing between me and going home. So piss off dude" the guy says as he goes back inside.

Groaning Rudy teleports back "access my body cam footage. I ran into some jackass who ran me over with a cart" he says as someone comes over and uses their word to heal the bruise forming on his waist.

"Sir we have facial recognition" someone says. "What's his name?" Rudy ask as he grinds his teeth... something about this guy just rubs him the wrong way.

"According to government records his name is...." the subordinate start, "Milo Flynn"