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[ Dirk snorted and strolled on over to the kitchen so he could get that damn note. Oh, this is lovely... No, really, quite perfect.
He glanced over his shoulder and almost thought about laughing again, but then he thought against it. ]
Yo, here's the deal. We're gonna need a fuckload of paper and some thread.
[ It was quite apt, really... origami cranes. Make a long enough chain and the curse should be lifted. ]