We call out for fireflies, and these two nice night elves show us what they look like. These thingamajiggers are the source of TJ’s ire at the moment, and the focus of our little bet.Of course, now she’s asking for help and making promises of cookies to those who will rid her farming area of some rare elite spawn. Frankly, we think this totally violates the spirit of the bet, if not the actual terms. Thus, we shall follow suit.

If you’re on Drenden and want to go out to Zangermarsh and slap down a few hundred Bogflair Needlers just to thin the herd out, we can’t promise you cookies, but you might just get yelled at from an irate warlock.

“That’s MY needler! Leave it alone! My bugs, all mine!”

Or something equally appropriate. And you might get a non-combat firefly pet, too.