"Ah, alright." He said taking the mic. "If you insist now."
At clearing his thoart the elf started singing, to the tune of "New York, New York"

"Start spreading the news. By jet or by sleigh you want to be a part of it.
North Pole, North Pole.
You snooze and you lose. So come here to play.
Here at the very heart of it.
North Pole, North Pole.
Come see the snowman up where no mans without a treat. And watch this King of the Chill. Ha!
Turn up the heat!
Ah, those summer time blues are melting away.
Although, it's fifty - five below at Polar North!
You'll zip your pocket tied sugar plum dreams late at night it's all for you North Pole, North Pole.
Start spreading the news. By jet or by sleigh you want to be a part of it.
North Pole, North Pole.
You snooze and you lose. So come here to play.
Here at the very heart of it.
North Pole, North Pole.
You'll want to wake up in the Resort that never sleeps and watch this King of the Chill in perfect control doing his thing at the top of the Pole!
Those summer time blurs are melting away, although it's fifty - five below at Polar north.
If you can... Make it here. The world's all
Christmas cheer!
Holiday gold!
North Pole!
North Pole!"