"It got triggered by a phrase... see, this is the sort of thing that magical people live with. You know how, sometimes, you see people's names show up in bright letters? Or, if you say..."

He quieted down. A faint suspense music came into the air, from nowhere. "If that wasn't you... and it wasn't me... then who was it?"

The music was building into a crescendo.

Iwata simply rolled his eyes and hissed. "Knock it off."

The music stopped.