"A gold-throated turtleneck?"

*"It was the style back then."

"You sure? It's sleeveless."

*"All the honeys loved me."

"If you say so... And this? It's a-"

*"Fur tutu."

Nose flare. "I assume there's a story behind this."

*"You asked for inspiration, so here it is."

Shrug.

*"Ah! Yes. Handle that one with care. It's the world's tiniest banjo."

"Functional?"

*"If you grow out your pinkie nails, yes."

"And this? Where did you get these shoes?"

*"A little stand just a stone's throw away from roamin' wild yaks."

"That explains the...hair."

*"Mm. Well. The rest of the stuff in there I didn't exactly purchase so...leave Grandpa out of it."

"Lol, Grandma. Really? You didn't 'exactly purchase' this solid gold toothbrush? Didn't the bristles hurt? And is this gold floss in here too?"

*"I swiped them to prove a point."

"Was it the same point you proved by stealing this...gold toothpaste? Grandma!"

*"Is this enough inspiration for you or what? I tell ya, millennials are never happy with anything."

"Yeah, yeah, yeah. This should be enough for me to write my story. Thanks, I guess."

*"You guess? Say, what's your story about anyway?"

"Peculiar predecessors."