Fuzzhead: Thanks for the food and the show, Ed. It was great.
Jen: Yes, Thank you.
Fuzzhead: So, Jen, do you think we should be getting back to our room?
Jen: That sounds like a good idea. I'm a bit tired.
Fuzzhead: Me too. Plus, I don't like to leave Fizzgig alone too much.
Fuzzhead: Goodnight, everybody.
Jen: Goodnight.
*Fuzzhead and Jen head toward room #9*
Jen: That yellow guy we met tonight. What was his name?
Fuzzhead: I think it was Cantus.
Jen; Yes, that's it. He mentioned a song.
Fuzzhead: Yeah, I think he did.
Jen: Well, I have my pipe. Maybe we could play together sometime.
Fuzzhead: Maybe. You'll have to ask him.
*They arrive at the room and enter. One of the large beanbag chairs is torn open, and foam beads are scattered around the room. Fizzgig is hiding in the closet*
Fuzzhead: Oh, no.
Jen: Fizzgig!
Fuzzhead: That'll teach us to leave him alone all day. Let's get this stuff cleaned up, then get some sleep.