Rumor has it that crystals have emerged around the Singing Association. Once you arrive, however, there seems to be an infestation of a different kind. Frogs. There are frogs everywhere and not a single person in sight. The bizarre thing about this is that they aren't doing frog things.

They're dancing.

"Oh, hey!" a voice speaks up jovially from the corner, hopefully not scaring you too badly. Looks like there's a charming older man sitting at a window seat, frogs leaping around him and a lute in his hands. "There's aren't ordinary frogs, ya know. They're those touch me things! A bunch of my buddies touched 'em, actually, now look what happened. But it's okay! They still know how to have a good time!"

With that, he strums the lute and starts belting out a fine tune. "Send me a kiss by wire. Baby, my hearts on fire! If you refuse me, honey, you'll lose me-" And just as he said, the frogs starting really getting in on it, throwing up their legs in a far too choreographed manner.

Still strumming the lute, he looks at you again. "Want to join in? If you know how to cure them, I might know a way to help you cure the right ones." Keeping his smile, his voice goes a little strained. "Please help. It's been hours."