But it'd be a nice distraction--ping miss Kafka to set up the VIP list while not thinking of the potentiality of a looming, imminent demise. Of all the ways he thought he'd go, dissipation wasn't ever one of them, but man. Who knew it'd be the frontrunner over alcohol poisoning?

"I was hoping for more generalized magical bullshit. Like it was a fun craze that half the city'd been struck with. One person's an emergency, ten people is a fun running joke, don't you think?"