Adam: I'm approaching the natives now. They seem to have a leader.
Erica: Dude, no! I told you not to do this.
Adam: Greetings, Colonial settlers. I have come from the year 2032 to warn you of impending doom.
Ren Bans: Everyone disregard. Time travel is not part of the tour.
Adam: Not part of the tour! See, I knew you'd say that, proving that I'm from the future, where robots have taken over and their power source is pure, thick, rich butter.
Erica: I'm starting up the Adam jar again. It's for your own good.
Adam: One of the female followers is a sad loner with no boyfriend.