[AJ, spoken]
I think that's enough about that Potter boy, wouldn't you say? Why don't we sing about someone a little more enlivening? I don't know, how about me?

(audience talking)

What's that?

(audience talking)

My fantasy?

(audience cheers)

Oh. You wouldn't understand my fantasy. You know what, but if I think I, if I could do anything. If I COULD do anything. I think I'd-

(audience member) Do it!

Shrink myself to the size of a mouse. I'd leave the world of men behind me forever and live amongst the mice. And I would bring science and technology to those uncultured swine. I would build tiny mouse tools for their tiny mouse hands, made of toothpicks and marshmallows. And I would be their king, nay, their prince. Gilderoy, the mouse prince! Ruling from my castle inches high, carved from the finest cheese, and there, there I would dwell with my seven mouse wives and my twelve mouse concubines. But the wars, oh the wars we'd have with the frogs, terrible. Terrible. Those little mice warriors. The atrocities they've seen. Yes. Yes, that is my dream. My secret dream, well I think it's time. Clark.