Is it possible that you, later this year and with the help of VI, may actually implode the Universe?
That is highly unlikely. But we might sit our happy asses on a sidhe mound. All night long. With only some lengthy coats, and a few bottles of whiskey to keep us company... Well, and the Hidden Company, too.
We figure they'll probably want their own bottle. So we'll bring one extra. If we don't come back alive from this plan, you'll know why. And you can tell your friends: “Those crazy fuckers went and got themselves killed playing with the Friendly Neighbors.”