He doesn't know it's you.
QUINCY
But look here, Poppy——
[He seizes the wildly-moving umbrella. Blank stare of Pappelmeister gradually returning to consciousness.]
PAPPELMEISTER
Was giebt's...?
QUINCY
We've had enough.
PAPPELMEISTER [Indignant]
Enough? Enough? Of such a beaudiful symphony?