You say nothing and leave. You have had the strangest day on record, and you're ready to go home and go directly back to bed. The Bee Gees follow you, however, and there is no rest to be had. Despite your pleas, the stay by you as you head home, as you try to sleep, even as you eat and shower. They are always there, always singing, always dancing, and there's only so much you can take. There comes a point where you can't sleep around them. Then you can't eat around them. You can't drink around them. Your body starts shutting down around them and soon you can't live around them but they still won't go away. You can't like like this so, with no other options, you do what you have to do.