Jail cell. Toronto Police Station. July 22, 1993, 11:35 pm.
OLDER TED: It was a tough time being in that jail cell in Toronto. Even though it was just an hour or two, it was traumatic for someone who never was arrested before. Those were the longest hours of my life.
TED: I'm sorry I dragged you into this.
HEATHER: It's okay Ted. We'll be alright.
TED: I'll do my best to get Mom and Dad to be lenient on you if we get of this.
WARDEN: Theodore Evelyn Mosby? Heather Mosby? Good news! You two made bail. [unlocks cell door]
OLDER TED: As the warden escorted us out, my legs were trembling. I was getting prepared to face the wrath of Grandpa Alfred and Grandma Virginia. I knew they were not going to believe I did not do anything wrong. As the philosopher Will Smith used to say, parents just don't understand. I also knew that I couldn't distract your grandfather by talking about baseball. As Heather and I approached the station lobby prepared to see two angry faces, we were instead pleasantly surprised by the face of the most beautiful blue eyed teenage girl I had ever met on this continent.
Robin Sparkles is standing in the lobby in casual 1990s teenage girl attire. Background music is Debbie Gibson's "Lost In Your Eyes"
ROBIN: [approaching Ted] So you're the American tourist who saw my show!
TED: You're the one who posted our bail?
Robin nods.
TED: But you don't even know us!
ROBIN: I just had this gut feeling that you did not do anything wrong. Actually, you and your sister made the late local news tonight. I was watching the news in the hotel when I saw you faces. They interviews that jerk who claimed you attacked him and stole his backstage pass. Something did not add up.
TED: What do you mean?
ROBIN: That Ken Waltrip guy tried to grope me when he met me backstage.
TED: I swear to God. He stole the backstage pass from me and then tried to frame me. [tears runs down his eyes]
ROBIN: Don't cry. I believe you. You're looking straight my eyes. I usually have a gut instinct for who looks trustworthy and who doesn't. You look like someone I can trust.
TED: Thanks.
ROBIN: [blushing] I cannot believe that an American took an instant liking to my music.
TED: I heard you sing "O Canada" at the Blue Jays game, and you voice sounded angelic. Though it's not my anthem, your rendition of that anthem is 100 times better than Whitney Houston's rendition of the Star Spangled Banner.
ROBIN: It's great to hear somebody fell in love with my singing voice because of a song other than "Let's Go To The Mall."
TED: I liked that song too. Great 80s feel. Actually all your songs are excellent. That was a great concert. I'm gonna buy myself a CD of your album before I go home…if my parents will let me.
ROBIN: I have a lot of copies in my limo. I'll give you a copy with my autograph. I can't believe I'm talking to my first true American fan. [pauses] Hi, I'm Robin! Welcome to Canada!
TED: [bashfully and blushing] Hi, I'm Ted.
ROBIN, TED: Hi! [they smile and stare into each others' eyes]
The Debbie Gibson song comes to a close.
End of Act 9