Roughly, it is 4:44 AM. The seconds count, of course, keeps on moving, moving, moving into the future. There is a stack of updates from the party on Lapine's virtual door. From the order they were posted, a very tired Lapine seems to have arrived, kicked things off, and mosied into bed.<br/><br/>There's apparently still going to be stuff to be had, and people up unless they fell asleep (or 'asleep') mid-celebration. And considering the amount of stuff that happened, there's certainly a good reason to party hearty and fast.