Ohhh, that weird crooked vase is actually a huge plastic saxophone. R. Bitt is really falling apart.

Restoring the instrument to his hands (so he *isn't* clawing at the sky in cosmic agony!) doesn't seem to bring R. Bitt to life, but it does make him marginally less alarming. Too bad about the eye, though.

The lights do seem to correspond to the different characters; presumably they'd turn on and off as the characters activated.

You take one last look around, but you feel like you've seen all there is to see here for right now.