A few hours later, Erik and Wynne were in his house practising some singing.

"Say what time is it Erik?"

Erik checked his watch again and groaned.

"It's 5:30."

"Oh no!"

"Stay for supper?"

"I can't!"

"Please?"

A slow smile spread across Wynne's face as she sang. "I really can't stay"

Erik frowned, "Darling it's cold outside"
"I gotta go away~" She sang playfully.

"But Sweetheart it's cold outside" Erik sang, slowly catching on.
"This evening has been-"

"Been hoping that you'd drop in"
"So very nice."

"I'll hold your hands they're just like ice~"

"Little Jammes will start to worry-"

"Beautiful what's your hurry?"
"Meg Giry will be pacing the floor-"

"Listen to the fireplace roar"
"So really I'd better scurry-"

"Beautiful please don't hurry"
"Well maybe just a half a drink more!"

"I'll put some records on while I pour."

"Management might think-"

"Baby it's bad out there!!"
"Say what's in this drink?"

"No calves to be had out there!"
"I wish I knew how-"

"Your eyes are like starlight now~"
"To break this spell!"

"I'll take my hat, your hair looks swell" Erik sang, snatching his hat off Wynne's head.
"I ought to say no, no, no sir"

"Mind if move in closer?"
"At least I'm gonna say that I tried."

"What's the sense of hurting my pride?"
"I really can't stay."

"Honey don't hold out!"
"Oh but it's cold outside..."

Wynne stood and walked to the foyer.

"I simply must go."

"But Darling it's cold outside~"

"The answer is no."

"Sweetheart it's cold outside!"

"Your welcome has been-"

"So lucky that you dropped in."

"So nice and warm~"

"Look out the window at that storm."

"My 'sister' will be suspicious." Wynne giggled.

"Gosh your lips look delicious."

"The others will be there at the door-"

"Waves upon a tropical shore."

"Madame Giry's mind is vicious!!"

"Oh your lips look delicious."

"Well, maybe just a few minutes more!"

"I've got to get home" Wynne smiled heading for the door.

Erik captured her hand, "Baby you'll freeze out there"
"Say lend me your cloak?"

"It's up to your knees out there!"

"You've really been grand-"

"I thrill when I touch your hand."
"But don't you see?"

"How can you do this thing to me?" Erik sang, melodramatically.
"There's bound to be talk tomorrow."

"Think of my life long sorrow!"
"At least there will be plenty implied."

"If you caught pneumonia and died!"
"I really can't stay."

"Get over that hold out!"

"Oh but it's cold" They chorused,"Darling it's cold outside!"

Wynne giggled, "Seriously I have to go!"

"Come back soon." Erik smiled

"I will..." She pulled him into a quick hug, "Bye!" She chirped, flying up the stairs.

Erik sighed contentedly.