None.

As soon as the celebration settles and the lights softly rise our attention is once again drawn to Prospera, standing alone at the center of the stage where we first found her and the dancing flame. She steps into a swirling vortex of wind that at first gently raises the scarf about her, then more forcefully until it becomes parted from her. Prospera steps back, allowing the scarf to once again flit its mesmerizing dance before her...

The lights dim... THE END.