Storyteller: Mmm...nice night to keep the party going.
Nora: I know, it's nice and cool with a full moon.
Erin: Hope somebody's keeping an eye on Alex tonight.
Scooter: (coming outside with a box) Who wants a moon cake?
Beige: A moon cake?
Scooter: Yeah, they've got a table of them outside the Chinese bakery down at Nelson Square.
Erin: Oh, right...isn't it the Mid-Autumn festival in China or something? (reaches into box, takes out a cake) Hmm...mmm, these are good.
Beige: Let me try...(samples a cake) These are just like the cakes we have on Rock-Polishing Day in the Cave.
(gang settles down under a tree, to listen to the music (and wind chimes) and to dine on punch and cake)
(up in heaven)
Don: While they're not looking, I think I'll show off my Forbidden City assortment and...(looks for box) Hey, where'd it go?
(over on another cloud)
Christine: I sneaked it away while he wasn't looking.
Richard: Good move...holy cow, he's got everything but the kitchen sink in here.
Jim: And the kitchen sink would be helpful. Best to have water nearby if you're playing with fire...(looks at some of the items) Oh, the Silver Tree - I love that one.
Richard: Aren't these the ones that shoot off flares shaped like dragons?
Christine: Cool...hey, Jim, can we set some of these off?
Jim: In a controlled fashion. And we'll have to let Don join in eventually.
Eren: I just made a lime chiffon cake to bring down...Joe, are you bringing something?
Joe: Of course, a pan of spice cake bars.
Jerry: All right, everyone, the night won't be young for long, so let's take to the skies!
(angels start to fly down, with Don wondering about the fate of his fireworks assortment)
Don: It was just there a moment ago...Richard! What is that you are carrying?
Jim: Sorry, Don, but in the interests of general safety it's best that we hang on to the boom box for tonight.