Could someone possibly come over and entertain Renee? I have to go to work, and I don't think she's slept in about thirty-six hours, she's bouncing off the walls manic as all hell, and I'm afraid she's going to break something. Most likely her leg.

Help?

My gods, Renee. I can't believe Satyr has one of these. I would have thought he'd be too high and transcendent.