(laughs) My goodness, look what I've started.
(looks at the evidence bag containing the tickets) Let's see, we can rule out both the butler and the maid, but the wayward grownup son is still a suspect...
(R.H. appears at the top of the stairs, fully dressed but with a towel flung over one shoulder)
R: So how'd Sara and the others take it?
MN: You're a popular man, Richard. They want you to do the same thing in their dreams some night.
R: I'll see what I can do; I'm booked to appear in one of Dave's worst nightmares sometime later this week.
MN: Oh, that's nice. What are you going to do?
R: Morph into a hideous half-man, half-troll demon and go chasing him across Studio D, what else?