*heavy sigh* We really walked right into this one, y'all: the gray sweatpants, the jauntily undone drawstrings, the knowing look in Lurias's eyes, and, alack, that telltale tantalizing bulge. So just tell us, Lurias, is that a banana in your pocket? Or do you have something slightly more significant slithering up your sleeve (...or down your pants, as it were)? Because if this is just some potassium-packed ploy you're foisting on us for your own amusement, we really don't have the time. But if not, well...perhaps we'll stick around to see exactly how this particular pocket plot ~thickens~.