Sonya jumped in surprise when she realized that Lyz had followed her into the IRL. To someone who was only part bunny, and not even a genre-bending pink variety, the space of the IRL was a non-Euclidean hellscape of swirling anti-reality. "Oh wow, you're here," she said, just a little bit worried about the uninitiated follower. "Um...don't stare into the void, don't chase any shadows and whatever you do, do NOT listen to the voices. They're all liars anyway. I just need to hop behind this space-time wrinkle for a sec." She grabbed the light-up plastic palm tree, which to her friend appeared to be a giant squid doing the macarena, and swung around behind it. When she emerged on the other side, she carried three brightly patterned eggs in the crook of her free arm.
"Good news!" she said, handing one of the eggs to Lyz. "Lots of chocolate! And we had a girl, too. She'll be along later. It's all wibbly-wobbly and timey-wimey right now. If only I had a musical dildo I could play to move time forward seven years..."