New York it is.
I love New York! We could catch a show! PIPPEN! [starts to sing] Cats fit on the windowsill, children fit in the snow...
Walter, you're staying here [to Astrid] I'll make it up to you.
[still singing, softly] Why do I feel I don't fit in anywhere I go?
That is the Jackson 5, right?
[nods, sadly] Absolutely.
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