Hmm, that's you over there. That's you over there. THAT'S YOU OVER THERE. How-how is that possible? You look at Skittles, then you, then yourself, then back to Skittles over and over again, asking yourself if that really is you over there, holding a grappling hook. Conventional thought, the best type of thought (according to your mom), doesn't have an answer to this conundrum. And in an instant...