"Sure, sounds fun," Louie said, and soon they were off, Gobo pointing out things of note.

Eventually, night fell - at least, Louie assumed it did, it was hard to be sure underground - and he'd headed for what had apparently been Gobo's room when he'd stayed at Fraggle Rock regularly. A while had passed, and though Wembley was snoozing away, Louie found it hard to sleep... Not exactly in a bad way, at all, nor in an overly-excited way. There was a lot he'd seen that day, and so many new faces, and now his mind was trying to catch up with it all.... Yet the sense of peace he felt was persistent.