Two figures approach, dressed... strangely? It's hard for you to put a finger on it. Jumpsuits. Clown costumes? Jumpclowns. Suitsume.
A big one, and a little one!
Twins?
One of them looks just like You! But taller. Wavier? Maybe it's the mushrooms.
One of them looks just like You! But younger. He looks like you when you were ten but you don't remember being ten and shouldn't you remember SOMETHING from before today? What day is it, anyway?
They both look like You, just not the same You.
You stand up, to be polite. The coins come all a-tumbling out of your pocket.
The taller one of the two approaching figures smiles. His teeth are pretty!
You are a battle between the forebrain and the rear brain now You are on one hand hard riding a death and murder riptide You are on one hand utterly indistinguishable from all else under heaven