As an aside, it's interesting how the role of the Dreidel Guy has evolved over the years. In the original version, his outburst of alternative seasonal enthusiasm is greeted with blank stares from his colleagues until he apologises and shuffles, shame-faced, back into line. In this version, filmed after they'd been doing the routine for ten years, they're a lot more supportive.

(There's an even more recent version where the most unJewish-looking of the tenors steals the dreidel bit, because it's the bit audiences always cheer for, and the Dreidel Guy retaliates by stealing his Africa solo.)