Martha: Ah! There's something on the wood!
Joy: [reading] A breaking heart can only stop with luck, love, and one teardrop.
Martha: That's an intriguing little limerick. Lucky is clearly the emerald.
Joy: Love is the ruby.
Abigail: And if the teardrop is the diamond.
Joy: Finding it would stop the heart from breaking.
Abigail: Which would break the curse!