to the windoooow

In the Early Days of the Hotel
  • Child: *crying*
  • Rupert: Alfred.
  • Alfred: Yeah?
  • Rupert: What is this?
  • Alfred: I think it's a kid.
  • Rupert: .... Why-why is it making that sound?
  • Alfred: I don't know.
  • Rupert: Well, it's annoying.
  • Alfred: I know.
  • Rupert: Well make it stop!
  • Alfred: I don't know how!
  • Rupert: Try asking it!
  • Alfred: Hey! Hey kid! WHAT DO YOU WANT?!
  • Child: *still crying*
  • Rupert: ... I have an idea.
  • Alfred: Do it!
  • Rupert: I'll do it! *throws book at child* *child still cries* Why didn't it work?!
  • Alfred: That always works!
  • Rupert: What does it want?!
  • Alfred: I DON'T KNOW!
  • Rupert: Sing it a song!
  • Alfred: I can't sing!
  • Rupert: Sing anyway!
  • Alfred: What do I sing?!
  • Rupert: Oh god, anything!
  • Alfred: Three-six-nine, damn she fine, nananananananana one more time!
  • Rupert: Get low! Get low get low get low get low-
  • Alfred & Rupert: TO THE WINDOOOOW!