Eh, I dunno. It seemed like something that would incentivize a lot of you. Not, you, obviously, especially since there's not really a lot of you left.

[He pours himself a cup of coffee and takes the time to cup his hand over the mouth, letting the steam gather before breathing deep and letting out a content sigh. There's a copy of It on the table next to the french press.]

You seem pretty sure someone's gonna take the bait.