Guillermo's Blog is sitting at a table in a small, dark, otherwise empty dining room. A cupcake on a saucer is in front of Blog. A single lit candle is on it. It flickers weakly, throwing dancing shadows about the room. Blog begins to sing softly to itself.

Blog: Happy Birthday to me
Happy Birthday to me
Happy Birthday dear...dear... [Blog's voice begins to break, but it struggles on.]
Happy Birthday dear whatever I am
Happy Birthday to me.

Blog blows out the candle and the room is plunged into darkness. There is a deep, wracking sigh, and then silence.