Grey Eliz: Who is that in the mirror?
Pants Eliz: It is I, Elizabeth.
Grey Eliz: How can this be? You...are me!
Pants Eliz: I am you from the future. Do you see these pants?
Grey Eliz: I do! They seem...familiar, somehow...
Pants Eliz: These are Adam's pants. You must get them!
Grey Eliz: But how? They only sell shirts like the one I am wearing at concerts.
Pants Eliz: I cannot tell you how. You must discover for yourself. It will be a long, arduous journey. But it will happen.
Grey Eliz: It must, or...
Pants Eliz: ...I could not be here. Exactly.
Grey Eliz: Can't you give me a clue at all?
Pants Eliz: I'm sorry, I cannot. Plebans would say it was cheating.
Grey Eliz: Plebans? What are those?
Pants Eliz: Alas! I have said too much!! I must go!
Grey Eliz: That was a clue, wasn't it??? WAIT!! COME BACK!!
Pants Eliz: FIND THEM!! They are waiting for youuuuu.......!!
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