[Count von Falkenstein walks into the stable and finds Alexander, Bibi and Tina sitting around. He gives a nervous cough]
Graf Falko von Falkenstein: [concerned] What's going on around here? Alexander?
Alexander von Falkenstein: I miss Maharajah. And what do you want here?
[the Count clears his throat and looks longingly at a photo of himself and Cleopatra. He puts away the photo with a sigh]
Graf Falko von Falkenstein: Well... Well, yes. You should all have been in bed long ago. Back home. Good night.
[He walks away sadly]