[[A man holding a sword looks up to a disembodied voice coming from above, and a box hovers in the air before him.]]
Voice: For saving my kingdom, I offer you a gift of great power.

[[The man puts down his sword, and the box opens, a glow emanating from within.]]
Voice: These magic shoes enable the wearer to outrun death itself.
Man: Thank you. I...

[[A close-up on the man as he examines the shoes. They are like Vibram FiveFingers shoes.]]
Man: Whoa, wait. They have those creepy individual toes.

[[The man puts the shoes back in the box.]]
Voice: But they make you immortal.
Man: ...I have to think about this.

{{Title text: I *do* hear that they're the most comfortable thing to wear on your feet since sliced bread.}}