Raoul rushed to his former lover's side, brushing his hand along the side of her face. Elsa, Danny, and Nicole were still standing there, in awe of their idols right before them. Soon enough they came to their senses and assisted Raoul in lifting the diva from the floor and to the fainting couch. A few moments after unconsciously hearing the chatter between the girls and the vicomte, Christine woke to the soft lights around her and four people staring at her. "Raoul, who are they? Why are they in my dressing room? And why are they dressed as you, me… and the phantom?"

Elsa sighed and stepped forward. "Jeebus… We are going to be explaining this for a while," She said and sat down in the floor, making herself comfy for the tale.

"How? How did they get down here?" Erik spoke to himself as he sat at his piano, pondering the earlier encounter with the three ladies. "They couldn't have gotten here any other way than Christine's bed room, but that door is only accessible from this side. And certainly there wouldn't have been such a splash if they had entered from that way. Magicians possibly? Preposterous! Slight of hand, trap doors, tricks of the eye… that's all magic is. And I know where every trap door in this opera house is. I designed every inch of this building."

He began to pace the floor, still pondering how they could have possibly gotten in. "But that one… the one as me… surely she meant no harm. They couldn't have meant harm, there was too much fear in their eyes. I must know who these girls are. Certainly not new ballerinas. Giry would never let them prance around in outfits like that, no, never."

Erik had indeed grown a new curiosity for the girls, particularly Elsa, who had always been fascinated with the phantom. Once Erik had his mind intent on something, he would do everything possible to succeed. This time, he was intent on discovering who these new women were.

"And that's how we got here. I'm the brains, Danielle's the beauty, and Nicole's the brawn. 'Nough said," Elsa finished up their story. Raoul had already heard a shortened version of it, so he only paid attention to the parts that hadn't been thoroughly explained by Nicole, and on the parts he was bored of hearing, he was busy twirling a flower from one of the many bouquets in his fingers. Nicole and Danny were getting a kick out of watching Christine's expressions.

"Oh, so you know the songs by heart? Sing for us then," Christine smiled in her excitement as she said this, anxious to hear what the girls had memorized. The girls looked at each other and whispered before they decided on one song, standing beside each other. Nicole began shortly after:

"No more talk of darkness, forget these wide-eyed fears. I'm here, nothing can harm you- my words will warm and calm you. Let me be your freedom, let daylight dry your tears. I'm here, with you, beside you, to guard you and to guide you…"

Danielle then began as Christine, "Say you love me every waking moment, turn my head with talk of summertime… Say you need me with you now and always… promise me that all you say is true- that's all I ask of you…"

"Let me be your shelter, let me be your light. You're safe, no one will find you. Your fears are far behind you."

"All I want is freedom, a world with no more night… and you always beside me to hold me and to hide me…"

"Then say you'll share with me one love, one lifetime… Let me lead you from your solitude. Say you need me with you here, beside you. Anywhere you go, let me go too- Christine, that's all I ask of you…"

"Say you'll share with me one love, one lifetime. Say the word and I will follow you…"

"Share with me each day with me, each night, each morning…"

"Say you love me…"

"You know I do…"

They both began to sing together then.

"Love me- that's all I ask of you. Anywhere you go let me go too… love me- that's all I ask of you."

Nicole and Danny smiled over to Elsa, for it was her turn to burst out into the sing along.

"I gave you my music, made your song take wing, and now, how you've repaid me- denied me and betrayed me. He was born to love you when he heard you sing… Christine…" During this short break, Elsa snatched a flower from one of the vases and kneeled, crushing the flower within her hand and acting as if she was pouting, then stood up, threw the flower to the floor and burst into song again. "You will curse the day you did not do all that the phantom asked of you!"

Raoul was standing and applauding the trio, mouth gaped open, speechless at the talent. Christine was in tears, clapping as well. Erik, the phantom, who had been hiding behind the mirror the entire time upon hearing his song being sung, was even in tears. "So much beauty in the voice coming from the body of one young woman. And the mask doesn't look too bad on her either," he whispered to himself before he retreated back into his dark quarters.

"Well… I'm sure Madame Giry would not mind if you stayed in the dormitories until you found a way back home. Perhaps you two could learn to dance and assist in the chorus? And maybe the… erm… mini me could be a double for the fight scenes? Christine, what do you think?" Raoul looked over to Christine who was sitting back on the couch, still in perfect awe.

Her mouth began to form words before she was interrupted by Elsa, "Whoa, wait just a minute there Ravioli! You think I'm a dancer? Ballet? Ha! The singing part, why not, but I am not a dancer."

"Well, I'm sure Andre and Firmin would be more than happy to let you help with set design then."

"That's more my style…thanks ol' chap."

"Then I shall be off to arrange with Madame Giry and the managers," Roaul exited the room, but shortly afterward poked his head in the door again, "And when I return I expect that we—"

Nicole stepped forward and spoke the exact same words as her alias was, " Can we go to supper?" Blank stares were given to each other by Raoul and Raoul Junior as the other girls chuckled.

"No wonder he's my alter-ego… we think about food constantly," Nicole said as she moved to the couch to sit down, but was quickly stopped by Christine who was shoving Raoul out of the door, still holding onto Nicole's arm so that she wouldn't sit and get the couch wet, "Okay, out with you now, Raoul. We must find clothes for these girls to wear if we are to go to dinner. They can't go drenched!"