multifarious ⟷ in character

(Cori, Lily, Malcolm, Lisa, Sarah)
[He came home with 5 identical large gift boxes. They're each ranging from 10-15 pounds]
Nobody shake the boxes. There's stuff in it that'll break.

Uh, hey guys. Happy Thanksgiving. I showed up late last night so I kind of have an idea of what's going on, plus this isn't my first time showing up in a random city that I was not in five seconds ago. I probably know a lot of you guys or...versions of you guys from what my wife tells me, so I wanted to say hey. I'm here for a while, apparently.

Also I have yams that we apparently don't need since everyone already shopped for Thanksgiving...does anyone want some yams? Free to a good home!

[Stileses]
So how many of you are around?

Shit, I thought this was a fucking dream. Is everyone still here?

[Hyperventilation as he grabs his tablet and rushes out of the strip club wearing only a man-thong and about 40 singles. He didn't realize that he hit the "on" button. He's sweaty and clutches at his chest. It feels like he's dying. Heart attack or something, probably.]