The Beatles

It was exactly thirty minutes past seven when the group made it to the grand ballroom. Once inside, they went straight to the changing rooms to wear their formal outfits. And just like what his daughter said earlier, George looked all the more dashing in his tuxedo. The same goes for his mates. Laura, on the other hand, wore a cute and sparkly lavender dress. As Elizabeth and Philip saw them again, the former remarked, "Those are some lovely outfits, my friends!" George replied, "Thank you, ma'am! I say the same thing to you both." Philip asked, "Did you enjoy your evening walk, too?" John...

John made his way through the crowded streets of New York. With no way of knowing where his mates could have gotten to, there was nothing to be done except wander around until he found them. They probably weren't still in Central Park by this time - not if John had really been knocked out for hours.
There was something funny about that. If it weren't for the change in daylight, he could've sworn that he had only been knocked out for less than a second. He didn't feel like he had been lying there for hours. And either way, why had his mates wandered off?
That wasn't the only strange thing John...