[Dante and Preston clap]

Dante: Wonderful!

Graham, bashfully: Ha ha, Thank you! No need to applaud.

Dante: Graham, you sing like an angel!

Graham: Nonsense!

[Back down the hallway, Tobias makes his way to the kitchen.]

[A loud knock sounds from the door as it creaks open right after. Dante looks angry, knowing who’s behind the door. ]

Tobias, very sternly: Perigard, may we speak –

Tobias: – privately.

[Dante looks back over to Graham, concerned. Graham looks away.]