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Hmm, I don't really know about chiffon pie, but I do know about chiffon cake. Apparently, it was invented back in the '50s; the recipe called for vegetable oil instead of butter, and that made the cake lighter and fluffier or something. I think all the recipes kept calling it 'elegant' or...

Yeah, Mom's definitely supportive of my interest...but then, we're all Muppet fans to some extent in my house. When I brought copies of "The Works" and "Of Muppets and Men" home with me, I had to pretty much pry them out of my family's hands. I think we're going to be more interested in...

Nora: (singing in a silly sort of way) But we've got high hopes, high apple-pie-in the-sky hopes. Storyteller: Hmm, speaking of apple pie, I hope you've learned your lesson about wantonly launching articles of confectionery around the RHLC at high velocity. Nora: What lesson? Storyteller: That...

(looks up from makings of pie-fragment trifle) Hey, can we get a little more whipped cream over here, please? And I'd prefer it brought over in the mixing bowl or the can, not tossed over... I've read some stuff about the book, and here's what I know...it seems to contain 15 Muppet patterns...

R: Eeesh, some people...or Muppets or Fraggles or killer demons. MN: Yeah, the news discussion was starting to take over a bit. Heck, I was just about to mention the copy of "Quilting With the Muppets" that I placed an Inter-Library Loan request for over the weekend. (Richard picks up a few...

Storyteller: I ought to, but they're both taller and heavier, and in addition to a sense of humor, Erin inherited a stubborn streak from her mother...and wait a moment, why do I hear them screaming something about Scooter? (throws open portal to RHLC) That's it, I'm coming in there!

MN: Uh-oh...(genuine fear) no! Deadly, please, no, leave Scooter out of this! He had nothing to do with it! Nora: Let him go! Please! This isn't funny anymore! R: What's going on? MN: Hostage situation, Richard. Deadly's kidnapped Scooter. R: What the...(shouts into bunker) Scooter, hang on...

Storyteller: Grrr...all that pastry-related foolishness...why, I have a great notion to trot over to the RHLC and drag those two back here.

If it were made from dirt and water, it'd be a la mud. Oh, you're still here, spectral projection of Ed? Eeesh, what does it take to resolve this fight? And I wanted that slice of apple-caramel pie. R: Excuse me, ghost-hunter reporter lady. Might I recommend using this one? (hands down...

The battlefield looks delicious, everyone. Hmm...we seem to be running a little low on artillery. Oh, well, my Muppet College Dorms roommate Nora's coming over here with a load of partially-frozen Boston Cream pies, so we should be good for a bit. (knock on door) Nora: Hi, everyone, I've...

Storyteller: Well, I hope you've learned that pie fights are...where'd she go? Nora: I think she's off in the RHLC. MN: (entering) No one leaves me an answering message and gets away with it. Storyteller: You didn't. MN: Yeah, followed him over to the RHLC and let him have it...but he got Skye...

(MN enters from dorms, still carrying lemon pie.) Ha! There you are! (promptly launches said pie in Ed's direction)

Oooh, clever, clever. Do continue, Muppet dude.

MN: (on phone) Oh, hi, heralde, how's it going...Ed was there...he did what? That's it, I don't care if he's the head of the dorms, this calls for swift decisive action. (slams phone down) Voice from overhead: Is this decisive enough for you? (lemon pie drops down onto table) MN: Hmm...a pie...

(up on cloud) JH: Uh-oh, Richard, it looks like your loyal fan base just got roped into a pie fight. Better go down there and try to talk some sense into them...Richard, what are you doing? R: Do we still have that coconut cream pie or did someone eat it already? JH: I think we've got a few...

(chuckle) "Richard Hunt acts 'nutty' with squirrels for a scene in Emmet Otter..." so how is that different from anything else Richard does on the set? I saw the other photo in The Works...ah, the world of the Muppet crew, bless them all. Where else could you easily expect to find a guy...

Whose mind am I in...hmm, not sure yet. But being out of my mind, it's a genetic condition common on my mother's side; we've traced it back to the ancestors in County Antrim, Ireland.

Way to go, Kathy, you've finally given the boot to the boot! I'll bet that must have been annoying to have on. And as for the rest of the recovery phase, break a leg! Wait, ooh, no, very poor choice of words there...best wishes, then.

Nora: Ah, the Chef has a birthday today. MN: Yeah...I got him a new set of carving knives. (silence) Storyteller: Carving knives? For the Chef? Erin Michelle Roll, confirmation name of Bridget and screen name of Muppet Newsgirl...are you out of your mind? MN: Now that you mention it, yes I am...

Yes, and newspapers are recyclable...and we have more fun recycling the papers than we do recycling the stories on the news, thank you very much. God bless and keep whoever invented the mute button for the remote control. And we sure as heck do NOT need five million MINDLESS, USELESS tidbits...