The human made its expressions as they normally do and appearantly is named Gucci Starbucks.  Must have had ancestry in a spaceship pilot family or something.  A bit cuaght off guard by the strength of this smaller human, Borulama manages to keep himself in balance as somewhat dirt tasting hand of the human forces him off the bench as the human claims to be a tour guide.  

"My name is Borulama" it whirrs, "I am the Auditor of the Network, forget which number of, Auditors come and go."

The auditor pauses for a bit, raising one of its tentacle hands before resuming with a bit of a somber buzz, "That is not important for you to know, what is important is that I seek the Mogul who runs this planet to make a deal with that Mogul to syndicate a reality TV show.  You are a tour guide, so you know someone who knows where the mogul is.  The mogul is amazingly elusive, for someone who's face you see everywhere."

A holographic advertisement of that very mogul zips by overhead about some new pleasure resort that just opened.  After being a bit dazed by the bright distraction, Borulama resumes, "As for cash, I have a bit of that, what price do serve for?"