"Hello?" Chris asked. "Oh, hi Dad! Are you and Mom ok? Yeah, we're fine, and all the Monkees made it safe up here, but it's really snowing bad."
She frowned slightly as she listened to what her Dad was saying.
"Yeah, I guess it is for the best. We don't want you two to risk your lives coming up here. Sure, I'll tell them. Ok, goodbye, love you too."
Chris replaced the receiver on the phone and turned to the others in the room. Arlene came back into the room just as Chris had hung up.
"Who was that?" She asked.
"It was Dad." Chris replied, "He called us from our other house to let us know that he and Mom are safe, but had to turn back because of the bad weather up here." Chris looked at the Monkees. "He says he's very sorry he couldn't make it back and that you wasted your time coming here."
The Monkees looked at each other. They all looked disappointed, especially Mike. He got to his feet.
"Well, ladies, it has been nice meeting all of you, but I guess I'll be heading back home."
"You can't go out in this weather!" Arlene exclaimed. "You could end up in a ditch like Micky!"
"My Dad did say that the four of you could spend the night until the weather clears." Chris told him.
"He did?!" Stephanie and Marcia said together.
"Thanks, Chris, but I my wife Phyllis will be worried about me."
Mike said gently, starting to walk to the front door.
The other Monkees got up as well, but stayed where they were.
"Maybe you should think this over, Mike." Peter said. "It's probably worse out there than it was before."
"We have extra bedrooms?" Arlene told Mike hopefully.
"No, I'll be alright." Mike told her and began to put on his coat.
He looked over at Micky. "Want me to give you a lift to your house?"
Micky just shook his head. He really didn't want to go back out in that snow and cold after what had just happened to him. "I'll stay here, and call a tow-truck for my car."
"Suit yourself." Mike shrugged as he opened the front door. "Thank you ladies once again for your hospitality...whoa!" Mike exclaimed as the wind pushed the door out of his hand and him across the foyer, followed by about half the snow in the Sierra Nevadas.
The other Monkees got up and helped the Anderson girls push the door closed. Mike simply sat on the floor and looked up at everyone.
"Y'know..I think I will accept your Dad's kind invitation, Chris." Mike said dryly.
"Same for us too, luv." Davy said as he and Peter helped Mike stand up.
"Will you stay too, Micky?" Stephanie asked.
"Seeing that my car's in a ditch right now, I would say yes." Micky sighed.