Someone by the name of Fark Mcgeezax responded, "Um... I am."
"Good!" Brakelatabasaasta said. "Escort me! Where are you? Come to me!"
The two met up at Fort Bush, and Brakelatabasaasta explained things to his escort. "So I need you to get me out of New York, out of Liberty entirely! There's just one problem, though..."
"Oh yeah?" Fark asked, "And what's that?"
"The LPI-people put a chip-thing in my neck. They know when I enter a megic-metal-whoosh-gate!"
"A... what?"
"Err... jump-claw?" Brakelatabasaasta said.
"Oh, a gate, you mean? A jump gate?" Fark asked.
"Yeah!" Brakelatabasaasta confirmed excitedly. "That! Can't use it!"
"Well then," Fark said, "I have an idea. Follow me."