Aliens aren't real, cute cosplay though.
You and your friends had some misunderstandings with authority, and thus have opted for an impromptu get away on planet Earth. It's the year 2042 and you CanDo™ anything! #oc2026





Welcome to Earth, take me to your leader... Wait, why is everything 'unleaded'? They did what back when?

In an empty parking lot somewhere U.S.A., a dimensional rift opens, depositing three alien girls trying to disappear from galactic view for a few hours.
What do you mean Starbucks doesn't accept spacedollars? They're the same thing!

The group enters a Starbucks, presuming it be something more space related.
Surprisingly, not helpful.

The group enters the DMV, which advertises handling asylum claims, immigration paperwork, and driver ID.
Might be NASA, might be Area 51, probably just a catchy museum.

Dorothy is driving the group in a questionably acquired RV, heading toward her latest plausible escape discovery. It's been days of driving and she's getting impatient.
Chillax

The group follows the advice of some locals and arrive at a cosplay convention, where they blend in surprisingly well.
Words of wisdom that were never intended to be literal.

The group enters a bookstore seeking advice from the 'Hitch Hiker's Guide to the Galaxy'.
Guess you could say, that escalated quickly.

Dorothy hijacks a public aircraft full of people. They don't even notice, and probably don't care.

Overhearing scene of 'deportation in progress', Lumi steps up to ask what someone has to do to get deported.