"A new singer, right? Bravo, bravo! It was great! I brought some food for you. They are my treat. And there are for the new singer. I'm so glad to hear your song. Eat all of these. I'm sure you will be a great star."

"Oh Danny boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling From glen to glen, and down the mountain side The summer's gone, and all the roses falling 'Tis you, 'tis you must go, and I must bide. cOh Danny boy, oh Danny boy, I love you so."