(Doorbell rings four times, Sister Imperators high heeled shoes clacking on the floor)

[Sister Imperator]
Oh!

[Papa Emeritus IV]
Oh! I'm back!

[Sister Imperator]
You're back. (Interrupts Papa)
And I'm glad you're back!

[Papa Emeritus IV]
Aw, thank you very much. It's so nice to be home again.
(Interrupts Sister Imperator)
Nice to see you again, yes, always

(Papa and Sister share an awkward hug)

[Sister Imperator]
I know, but I, I...

[Papa Emeritus IV]
You kept the place so tidy.

[Sister Imperator]
I try.
But I, I , I wanted to tell you that... Something. A little something.
I can't call you "Papa".
[Papa Emeritus IV]
That's fine.

[Sister Imperator]
But you see why I can't call you Papa right?

[Papa Emeritus IV]
I, I think so. 'Cause of the old guy?

[Sister Imperator]
Well, yeah.

[Papa Emeritus IV]
I know.

[Sister Imperator]
I mean, you'll always be C, you'll always be my little Cardi.

[Papa Emeritus IV]
Oh, but that's, that's fine. I mean, I, I'm back here now in your abode you know, I'll always feel like Cardi. And that makes me feel like, you know and look at me, I'm off now.

[Sister Imperator]
Yeah, good. And you can put your things in your room, there might be a surprise there.

[Papa Emeritus IV]
Oh, a little something, something?
[Sister Imperator]
Mhm. And I've ordered your favorite dinner.

[Papa Emeritus IV]
Another little something, something?

[Sister Imperator]
Mhm.

[Papa Emeritus IV]
Great.

[Sister Imperator]
Well, let's go put your things away.

[Papa Emeritus IV]
Yes. Thank you so much. It feels so nice to be back home now.

[Sister Imperator]
Good.

(Papa enters his room and looks around confused)

[Papa Emeritus IV]
Oh!
(Papa tosses his trunk on the bed and picks up his lava lamp from beneath the nightstand)

[Papa Emeritus IV]
Hm.
Oh. Hm.

(Papa stretches his back and it cracks loudly several times. He then spots a brand new tricycle and angelic music plays)

[Papa Emeritus IV]
Aw!

(Papa rings the bicycle bell on the tricycle. He picks up a card that reads "Welcome home, C!")

[Papa Emeritus IV]
Aw!

(Doorbell rings three times, and the wheels of the tricycle squeak)

[Papa Emeritus IV]
Mr. Saltarian!
Come in, come in. Come in.
(Gestures to tricycle) Nevermind that.
How are you doing?

[Mr. Saltarian]
Fine.

[Papa Emeritus IV]
Good? Yeah. So nice to see you.

(Papa pats Mr. Saltarian awkwardly on the shoulder and tries to hug him)

[Papa Emeritus IV]
Huh. Nice to see you.

(Papa offers Mr. Saltarian a fist bump. Mr. Saltarian puts his hand over Papa's fist and lowers it)

[Papa Emeritus IV]
Okay. Alright.
We ordered food. You like that right?

[Mr. Saltarian]
I can smell it. (Sniffs)

[Papa Emeritus IV]
Good, good.
Well, let's... They're waiting for us so we can, we can head over now.
Let's go. It's uh...

[Mr. Saltarian]
Are you triking or are you walking?

[Papa Emeritus IV]
Eh, no I this uh. I don't know, this is, this is definitely not mine. This is, you know we have these little kids here and they... You know.
This is, I don't know why they left this. This is, uh, this is for later maybe.
And...

[Mr. Saltarian]
Mm.

[Papa Emeritus IV]
It's very nice to see you

[Mr. Saltarian]
Same here.