Lead: Fellas, meet the new fifth member of our quartet–Tom!
Bass: Swell to meet ya Tom!
Baritone: Tom, eh? That’s my kid brother’s name! Glad to have you!
Tenor: Does anyone else think this is fucked?
Tom: A quartet? I’m game!
Tenor: No chance we could pull this off with five.
Lead: Say, last I checked five was better than four! Who’s with me?
All except Tenor: Yessir!
Tom: Quartet for life!
Tenor: We can’t do a quartet with five people. Every song we sing has four very specific parts.
Tom: If you keep this glass half empty attitude up I might just slam your ass, buster.
Lead: Yeah, what’s with being a negative nancy all of a sudden? Keep it up and I’ll have to stomp your ass.
Bass: A five person quartet? I’ll give it a shot!
Baritone: Next person to say something pessimistic is getting pounded.
Lead: Let’s be clear. If you’re being negative you’ve bought yourself a one way ticket to Pound Town.
Tom: Boys, if you can dream it, you can sing it! Don’t let this jerk get to your heads. Let’s rock their socks off!
Lead: Hands in for Tom!