[Lisa's face runs hot for a moment; she'd just been saying it, but boy it sounded different coming from someone else. Soooo time to not talk about that for a second, as her mouth moves soundlessly before she shakes herself into coherence again.]

So maybe we are just getting this stuff back from our other selves across time? And they can't exactly come and hand it to us, and the Bureau isn't keeping it all in a locker somewhere, so it just. Appears? As funny as another me coming and handing me her high school band costume would be.