On the bandstand a guitarist for "The AdVent-ures", disgusted by being drowned out by the chanters, says a silent prayer to himself for a way to send them back where they came from. Then he spies a lever on the wall that says BOMBAY DOORS and when he pulls it a hole in the floor opens up briefly and The Mhari Khrishmas disappear.

"Thank you, Lord!", he whispers and picking his guitar back up, resumes playing.......