London comes rushing over to them. She glares at Esteban angrily.
London: Where is he?
Cody: Hey London!
London: Oh be quiet. Where is he?
Esteban: What is it now?
London: I have a letter, a letter of which I dislike!
Zack: Did you send it?
Esteban: Crayons no!
Cody:
I didn't think so.
London: You didn't send it?
Esteban: Crayons no!
Zack: What is going on?
London: So you are saying that this is not the letter you sent?
Esteban: Uhh… yah.
London hands Esteban the letter, of which he reads aloud.
Esteban: "Your days singing at the Tipton are numbered. Carey Martin will be singing your part tonight. Be prepared to have a tragic embarrassment if you step in the way."
Guests in the lobby circle around the group, spinning around them and dancing. All four of them begin to sing together.
All: Far too many notes for our taste, and most of them about Carey!
All we've heard today is Mrs. Martin's name…
Muriel pushes through the crowd, shouting. She is followed by Maddie.
Muriel: HOLD IT! Mrs. Fitzpatrick has something to say! Thank-you.
Maddie: Carey has returned.
Esteban: May I see her?
Maddie: No! Um… I mean… She will see no one.
London: Will she sing? Will she sing?
Maddie: I have a note.
Esteban/London/Cody: Let me see it!
Zack takes the note from Maddie and reads it aloud.
Zack: Please! "Young men, you have received several notes on as to how my hotel should be run. However, in case you should refuse…
Scene drifts off to Arwin in his secret room, sitting at a rickety desk.
Arwin: Now I request that in tonight's performance Carey sings the leading role in the performance. If she doesn't, things will end quite nasty for one of your friends. MU HA HA HA HA HA!
Scene drifts back to Lobby.
London: Carey? Carey playing my role? It's insane!
Zack: Unheard of!
Cody: Absolutely crazy!
London: I know who sent this! Her lover!
Esteban: Can you believe this?
Cody: Dear woman!
London: How dare he!
Zack: This is a joke. It changes nothing, signora.
Cody: You are our star!