<The group from Room 18 arrive in high style. that is to say, not too discombobulated and extraodinarily late.>
Leyla: We're here, we're here! Oh, didn't they do a nice job of everything! Here, let- let me set this Grasshopper Pie down before I drop it.
Robot Piggy: <freezes> Um- did you say "Grasshopper" pie?
Leyla: <shifty> Well- yes. He's a frog y'see, and I found the recipe in Piggy's own book.
RP: Moi wrote a book?
Leyla:No, no, the REAL, er, the other Miss Piggy did, and she didn't so much write it as compile-
Jimmy: Oooh, ah love this song! Wanna boogie, Hilda?
Hilda: <looks around for Prawnie> Um- well, uh- seeing no viable alternative, sure!
Jimmy: Ain't she sweet? That's the most enthusiastic response ah heard all year!
Leyla: Yes, Hilda is very swee-
Jimmy: Listen, Hilda, ah gots these socks that need darning-
<Hilda lets out an aggrieved sigh as he whisks her away.>
Wanda: Oh look, Wayne is here, and, and he's alone. Do you think he's lonely? Maybe I should go talk to him.
RP: Oh, just go already.
Wanda: Well, if you insist. Wayne? Wayne! <she moves off towards him>
Leyla: Doesn't everyone look nice? Kermit's positively glowing.
Robot Kermit: <alarmed> What? I thought we fixed that-
Leyla: No, I meant- oh, nevermind. I have GOT to set this pie down. It's heavy in every sense of the word.
Robot Piggy: It's serious? Solemn? It's a grave pie?
Leyla: Except that one.
Robot Kermit: <eyeing it hopefully> Is it real grasshopper pie?
Robot Piggy: <looking disgusted> Is it real grasshopper pie?
Leyla: Well, yes, and yes, but the candied grasshoppers are on the side, so it should satisfy everyone.
Robot Kermit: Oh boy!
Robot Piggy: Oh, boy.
Robot Kermit: <seeing her discomfiture> Let's not think about it now, hmm? Maybe we should go give our best to the birthday frog.
Robot Piggy: <linking her arms with his possessively> As long as that other girl doesn't forget who you belong to.
Robot Kermit: C'mon, she's not the type to-
Robot Piggy: You are SO far behind on the gossip.
Robot Kermit: Good.
Robot Piggy: So, do you think she's pretty?
Robot Kermit: <gulping> Well. . . she looks exactly like you, so of course I think-
Robot Piggy: Mmmmhmm?
Robot Kermit: There's no right answer to this, is there?
Robot Piggy: <taps foot>
Robot Kermit: <to Leyla> Save me. . .
Leyla: You're a grown robot. Save yourself.
Robot Kermit: Um. . .
RP: Well?
Robot Kermit: She's gorgeous, but er, she's not my girl. You're my girl, my beautiful girl.
Robot Piggy: <to Leyla> We're really breaking him in well.
Leyla: <throwing up her hands> I'm not the one breaking him, you are.
Robot Piggy: . . . good. Let's dance, cutey! <she drags a very relieved robotic amphibian off.>
Leyla: I wonder if Catherine has this sort of trouble.