From outside comes the neighing of a rearing horse and the words, "Easy, steady, Big Fellow!" He ties his steed, named Yttrium after the rare earth element, to the hitching rail. Adjusting his sword belt he strides through the Old West Bat Wing Door To The Saloon Door and enters, a beautiful trumpet in his hand.

He says in a commanding voice, "This (and he holds the instrument aloft) is the only trumpet I will ever purchase! Yes! This is the last trump!"

And after he disentangles it from his sword he raises it to his lips.