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Bo: *now back in normal seating* Did I mention that I've met one of Renee's school friends in Real-life over in the UK? Beau: *blink* Bobo: What is this...normal life?

Meanwhile...at Prawnie's house... Beauregard the Janitor from TKO: I don't know why everyone else gets to go to an award ceremony and I get stuck here cleaning Prawnie's bedroom with a dirty old mop and...--Oooh...Hello Muppet Merchandise...Hello Ebay...*looks up sharply at a silhouette* Hello...

Bo: While Bunsen's here, maybe he can get us down from this ceiling with a burst of reverse static energy...on the other hand... Bean: I can get you down with a burst of cute kinetic energy! Bo: On the other hand... (Congratulations MuppetCaper!)

Bo: I'm sure that Ed has access to vampires that could help with that. Bobo: He does! Or at least action figures of them! Bo: How do you even know that? Bobo: I work security, he works security. Security workers talk.

Bo: Congratulations RedPiggy! Little Matt: *appearing beside him* There's a lot of red in this show... Bo: That's mainly our faces going red as blood rushes to them due to hanging upside down... Little Matt: What? *falls from ceiling, back into Fraggle Rock* Darn it!

Bo: *now apparently on the ceiling* Oh, nice nachoes. Beau: *below* Don't move! Bobo: We're going to get you down! Bo: I thought you said the guns were confiscated! Bobo: We have parts of a blowtorch...

Father Moppet: *at home again, watching awards on tv* I'm sure my secretary has always been called Suzan...Ahh well, TRIX! You better get down here! Someone's chatting about you on national television!

Little Matt: *lost somewhere in Fraggle Rock, having been abandoned there years ago by Effy* Hey...I think I can hear the sound of Blue Singing...Or Green Music...Maybe it's some kind of RedSonga...Well, congratulations whatever colour and combination of notes you are...

Bean: *bounding across the ceiling (SOMEHOW?) to where Lisa and Layla are having a private party of sorts* Did someone order ten and twenty blackbirds baked in a pie? Bobo: *far below* Oh that was me...Do you have any soda with that? Bo: Typical...

Bo: WHOOOOO! OSCARFAN! Beau: Oscar's can? I think he already left... Bobo: Come to mention it, I need to go to the can now... Bo: Aaand here's Bobo to lower the intellectual level of this conversation... Bobo: What'd I do?

Bobo: *innocent look* Can I help you?

Beau: Prior engagements? Bo: I didn't know she was marrying that balloon seller from TMM. Bobo: Didn't Spamela buy her balloons from there? Bo: Is Lisa on the ceiling?

Bo: *yelling up* Can we use that orange blanket as a groundsheet then, Layl? Beau: That is a rather sensationalistic award... Bobo: It's prostigetnic.

Bo: No nose... Beau: How do you smell? (Seriously, congratulations to Jamie! He's once, twice, ALWAYS a star here at MC!)

Bobo: Didn't Spamela win an award for her Noobs once? Bo: I think you must be confused. Beau: *blinks*

Bo: Hey, Camilla...over here a second. Bobo: The deep-fat-fryers were confiscated...

Bo: *adjusts a Muppetquilt into a ground sheet and prepares to watch the rest of the show from the floor* Beau: *goes scouting for more chairs* Bean: *looks cute* Bobo: *heads out the back to the green room, as he's a presenter and all that jazz*

Bo and Beau: *suddenly sat on the floor* Bo: Ooh, stale popcorn!

Bobo: Right...I gotta just...*squeezes out from seat and heads down the aisle* Bo: You do know if you leave your seat, you lose it... Bean: *leaps into Bobo's seat* *looks cute* Beau: Ri-ght.

Bo: *looks unsuspecting* Beau: *looks unsuspecting* Bobo: *looks suspicious* Bean: *looks cute*