See, it's not a thing that happens around here. It's a thing that happens when you lose your mind. Suddenly your partner is a triplet, you're in a city that you apparently cannot leave with no idea how you got there, and that looks like my little sister talking to the not-my-partner.
And Harm? Really? That's even more telling that this is a hallucination from lack of sleep. Any moment now, the plane is going to hit the tarmac and I'm going to wake up and tell my other partner about this really strange dream I had, he's going to laugh at me, and we're going to go get a couple of Long Boards to celebrate the spread of smallpox not happening.