Frank nodded at Lubbock's thanks, noticing the girl's trouble with the vending machine. He reached into one of the dead thugs' pockets and pulled out a wad of cash.<br/><br/>Figuring this was the least he could do, he led her over to the machine and showed her how to put a dollar in. "See the numbers and letters? Press the ones you want on the buttons here." He instructed her, she would do so and see the chips and sweets fall down to the opening slot below.<br/><br/>"Currently, you're in the country of America...in Queens, New York. You say you're from another world...? Either you need professional help or you really are."<br/><br/>Punisher shrugged in indifference to being asked what he went by, "Frank is fine. The hotel your friends are at is a few blocks over."<br/><br/>Frank walked through the lobby and placed a stack of money on the check-in counter, "Sorry about the mess.." He said as he walked out the door.