That's what bothered me, too. Val wouldn't bother wasting copies to make NPCs so we could feel like we're actually buying things with money that doesn't exist.

[She props her chin on her hand, crossing her ankles daintily now that she wasn't shivering all over the place.]

...There's no way we could've gotten out, could we? It's not... possible, right? She's gotta be messing with us...