AT THE PORT OF NEW YORK
The Raouls were welcome by Madame Giry and manager Andre at the dock. They were very happy to see each other again.
"Ah, ten years." Madame Giry lamented as she was greeting Gustave, "When I first met your Mom, she was even younger than you are. How fast time goes!"
"Oh, Madame Giry, I can't be more grateful." Christine reacted, "You took care of me after my parents passed away."
"Oh. Don't mention it." Giry replied.
"How is Meg?" Christine asked.
"She is busy preparing for a show tonight. Otherwise she would definitely be here." Giry answered. "She is the dance lead. Do you have time to watch her show tonight?"
"Of course I do!" Christine answered excitedly.
"Meg is doing very well as I had mentioned..." Andre added, but their conversation was interrupted by Raoul's groan.
"What is that?" Raoul saw they came up to an over-sized, over-decorated automobile wagon.
Raoul didn't like the conspicuity, as they had been keeping a low profile these years.
"Wow!" Gustave gasped with admiration.
"It's made for the theme park. That's why it's so well decorated." Andre answered. "It can carry all of us."
"Theme park?!" Gustave asked with excitement.
"Yes." Andre explained, "I mentioned to you that business opportunities are abundant here. We just added a new theme park to our business."
"Can I go to the theme park?" Gustave asked eagerly.
"Of course." Andre smiled back.
"Meg also helps setting up dance performance in theme park. That's why she is so busy." Madame Giry added.
At this moment, two photographers came up to them with equipment. Raoul and Christine were upset.
"Wait! No press, please. No publicity." Raoul claimed.
Madame Giry explained, "They are our own photographers. It's private. Let them take color pictures of your arrival."
"Color pictures!" Gustave shouted happily and rushed to pose. Raoul and Christine were relieved.
"Things have changed so much." Looking at all these, Christine lamented.
After they took several pictures, Andre picked up conversation, "Meg is very popular now, Christine. Imagine what if you sing here."
"Oh no." Raoul grunted.
"You will be sensational here … in the new world!" Andre kept on.
"You have the voice," Madame Giry agreed.
"THE PUBLIC NEEDS YOU!" Andre sung out.
"Oh, thank you." Christine giggled.
"PRIMA DONNA YOUR SONG SHALL LIVE AGAIN…" Andre continued.
"You have the voice too." Christine smiled back at Andre.
Everyone laughed. They boarded the wagon and left.