"Thanks. Making wishes isn't exactly tiring, but it was pretty scary, we were sitting in the back of my pickup truck with a heap of squares completely surrounded by these things, wishing as fast as we could. There were two left wedged under stuff, I used one to vanish a chair someone might've killed Sherlock with later, and I had the other in reserve when Murderer Dude did the whole drugs-kidnapping-theft bit and he was holding it and apparently wished for me to be missing a decent fraction of my neck because the square disappeared and that happened."