Singing...
Happy bat-day to you, happy bat-day to...
What? It's not your bat-day?
Then what's with all the candles on that grim surface?
Back in my day, when you were presented with a stone like that, you knew it was your bat-day.
And if it's not your bat-day, then the next thing you'll say is it's not your bird-day, and then that it's not your bear-day.
When will it stop, I mean...
Scooter interrupts: It's not her bat-day, it's her "Birth"-day.
Oooooh. Never mind.
So come on by to Room #8 at the MC Dorms, the party'll be in full swing over there.