All around the prone Ogre you see colorful lights erupt and splay themselves out in the air with wicked and hypnotic rhythm. They gracefully turn your encounter into a much fancier setting. The Ogre seems unaffected and proceeds to get back up. What do you do? For some reason the Ogre retrieves a pair of glasses, tinted in unspeakable blackness. He dons them surely blinding himself and makes a queer gesture, as if holding two items with fingers pointed in your direction. He then cracks a smile, says something in Giant with a dialect, and removes the cursed glasses. He continues as if none of this happened. What cosmic joke this is, only he knows. What do you do?