Anita. Now I can hear the bells. Oh, it's coming closer and closer and closer. Look out, it's going to hit the boat! (Small toy air ship flies across the stage at rear, with tiny lights twinkling in it. Stretch a wire across rear of stage and high up, for the toy to run on.)
Jack Frost. He flew right by us.
Anita. Maybe he didn't see the boat. Oh, now he isn't coming at all.
Jack Frost (looking out at L.). Yes, he is. He's landed right over there. Here he comes; here he comes! (Music and bells louder and louder.)
Anita (runs to L.). Here we are, Santa Claus. This is the place. Come in. Merry Christmas, Santa Claus, merry Christmas!
Loud fast music. Enter Santa Claus from L.
Santa Claus. Hello, there—where are you? It's so dark I can't see a single thing.
Jack Frost. Hello, daddy; merry Christmas.
Santa Claus (shaking hands with him). Hello yourself. Merry Christmas to you, too. Are you all ready for me?
Jack Frost. Yes, it's all ready. The magical tree is just waiting for your touch to turn into a real Christmas tree.