From their respective rooms:

Keeghan, going up the musical scale: Da-da, Da-da, Da-da…

Ian, singing at top volume with good support and all the dramatics of an opera: I’m going to stay nakey FORE-E-E-E-VER, I’m going to stay nakey FORE-E-E-E-VER, I’m going to stay nakey FORE-E-E-E-VER!