Or perhaps it was the Foyer.
A crackle in M-Glo's earpiece. It was Christina. "I, I've got to tell you. That Bee Gees music has gotta go."
"Hmm?" M-Glo hadn't turned on the disco.
Raina burst in and wiped off her mouth. "Disco! It's all about the throbbing, thumping beat until someone loses a coupla teeth!"
Michael was hard on Raina's heels. "Wait, I can explain!"
Rafe rushed in after Michael, and clonked him on the head with a priceless Ming vase full of Nutella. Michael fell to the ground, and Rafe beheld Raina for the first time. "Oh, my." He had always had a thing for women with dental problems.
Meanwhile, as DJ was attempting to frisk Christina with his one still-good arm, Ronaldo was sneaking up behind him, and ....