In a wood-paneled living room in a place that is not quite here, but not quite there, a kilted man reclines in a chair by an unlit fireplace, reading aloud the text on his laptop. As he finishes, he looks across the fireplace at a large, shaggy dog lying on the floor.
"So Grant is a good guy after all."
The dog lifts its head and looks at him. Cocking its head to one side, it replies "Well, we did see that one coming, didn't we?"
The man cocks his head acquiescently in an identical manner. "Alternate realities," he grinningly replies to himself.