A small group of normal sized wombats wander in the SSW door, and join the nonwombats for a late tea.

One of the wombats, named Walter, looks at the sleeping giant wombat, and mutters "No getting him up until Easter: the holiday job really takes it out of him."

Another wombat, who goes by the name of Winfred, raise a teacup and offers a toast, " May all of us dream of heart's desire, and wake to a bright dawn."

"Amen." Rises out of the loft, where several chori are assembling themselves to help sweep up and get ready for the next day.