Blow on it. Okay. Okay I think I can do that.

_{[There is a creaking and it becomes evident that Maurice is actually perched on a dresser--and quite skillfully too. Gingerly one toe touches the hotel carpet. The Grubbin turns and blinks at him. Momma?]}

EeeueueuAUUGHH ITS PULSATING! Mr. Pines! Where did you find this thing?