[ Dirk's folded up the letter and stuffed it in his pocket as he walks back to the living room. He can see the couch twitching with the movement of the eggs and he sighs.... This is going to be a very crowded place very, very soon. ]

We need to make a chain of origami cranes; a thousand should do it for good, but I figure with how curses work [ In whatever fucked up knowledge he has of Alternian/Paradox-juju. ] the curse might lighten up with every hundred or so we do.