The confused and off the tempo bodhran player (is there any other kind) wonders back toward the bar. In a whiney sort of voice he asks the funny gal in the Zorro costume "is the jello ready? I brought my thong...and tell that bozo from the outback that a thong is a swim suit without a back and it ain't got nothing to do with feet. Yeah, that's right...a high class jock strap. And has anybody seen Alison? It won't be a jello roll without her?"