(Scene: The goblin castle, next morning. Specifically, Jareth's room. Jareth is asleep in his own great big canopy bed. It has nice thick hangings that can be closed, but are at the moment open. The covers are all churned up, and he's lying on his stomach with one arm hanging down. In one corner of the room is a futon made up for sleeping on. Gabriel is sprawled on it, her covers half off. She's wearing a large t-shirt, lavender underwear, and one sock, but nothing else.)

Jareth: Mmph...

(He opens one eye, sees Gabriel, grunts, and closes it. A moment later, both his eyes pop open and focus on Gabriel. Though the rest of his face is hidden in the covers, it's easy to tell that he's blushing. Getting up, he goes to the wardrobe, pulls out clothes for the day, and changes on the bed, with the curtains closed on the side where she is. Having dressed, he gets off the bed and opens the curtain again.)

Gabriel: (half-asleep) Hn? Whassat?

(She opens her eyes and looks straight up at Jareth. He just looks at her. She blinks.)

Gabriel: (suddenly) Oh, yeah. G'morning, Jareth.

Jareth: Good morning.

(He walks out of his room, straight into the throne room. Jo is asleep in the throne, wearing a pair of very small denim shorts and a small, tight t-shirt. One of his cloaks is pulled up halfway over her, like a blanket. Seeing this, Jareth gestures frantically at the goblins to get her out of there, but they misunderstand. At that moment, Jo wakes up. The cloak starts to slip off.)

Jo: (groggy) G'morning, Jareth.

(She pulls up the cloak, fastens it, and heads off towards the shower. Jareth sighs in relief and sits down on his throne.)