Man in red
He was an interesting man that Willy, Very pale and tall. He wore such old clothes, a topper and a velvet tail coat. He rubbed his candy cane as he stared at the guest. What a crazy smile.
"How great to have you here." His voice cracked. "Come along now, we've no time to lose... dear no. No time at all!"
Mr. Teevee stepped forward. "Are you Mr. Wonka?"
The stranger mechanically turned to the little man, "Who else would I be? The question is 'who are you?'"
"I'm Mike's father." He put a hand to the boy's shoulder which he shook off.
Wonka walked over to the group talking wide steps. He picked up Mike's hand and shook it ever so hard. He then turned to the rest.
The plump boy shyly stepped forward, "Augustus... gloop." he held out his filthy hand which was grasp by the hard rubbery one.
"Augustus!" Wonka nearly shouted. "My dear boy good to see you! And that must be your mother!" He indicated the plump women behind him.
Then the young girl in the mink stood forward, "Veruca Salt." She smiled holding out her hand.
After they had all met Wonka they felt there was no need to fear him, even with his odd gestures and uncalled for quotes. And as he was about to turn around and take them down the hall Mr. Salt raised a question.
"Mr. Wonka. Where can we put our coats? It's dreadfully hot in here."
"Why, anywhere you like. Does it really matter?"
"No coat hangers?"
"None. No need of one."
"Wonka," started Mike, "Why is it so hot here? It's too hot even without the coat." He threw his onto the floor.
"I have to keep it warm, my workers must have extreme heat. They simply hate the cold. They'd die if they ever went out side."
"Who are the workers?" asked Augustus, but he was simply ignored.
Wonka led the group quickly down the corridor every now and then saying something to them "That's the way." "Good." "Come on then." "Here we go." "Don't fall behind, we wouldn't want that now." " "Come on!" "Get a move on!"
Suddlenly he turned left and it seemed he had disappeared into the darkness. The group came to a wall and they found that the corridor turned also to the left, and there they saw Wonka hurrying along. They following until they had to turn another left, then a right, and a left, until they no longer could remember their path back to the door. Every now and then they would see great iron doors and heavy locks swinging from them, standing silently in the dark hall as if it had never been open in years. And slowly they began to notice the ground becoming steeper and steeper.
"We're going under ground." Wonka called ahead of them. "All the important rooms are under the surface, deep down into the ground. Down and Down."
"Why underground?" asked Mr. Salt.
Wonka became silent before giving his answer, "More room."
They followed some more until at last he stopped. Before him stood a tall metal door. "Chocolate room"