She looks at it for a long moment. "Maybe we can suss a way to turn it off. If I squeeze it?" And she does, experimentally, squeezing it once, then again a bit harder, and a third time, just a little bit harder, but no, it's still glowing. Hm. Well. "Or not," she adds, and waves a hand as if to say oh well.

"Well, we can put it in the television room, can't we? That way it won't be in the room when you're sleeping." And when Annie is lying next to him, with her eyes closed, pretending they are a normal couple and not at all creepy.