Ruahnna
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The door to apartment 20 opens and closes and a bewildered green figure and a baffled fuzzy brown one are left staring around the apartment with consternation. It looks a little like Dorothy's house after the tornado had picked it up and whisked it around for a bit.
Kermit: Um, Ru? Are you in here, Ru?
Fozzie: (whispering) Do you think she's lost?
Kermit: (whispering back) Um, no--I don't think so.
Fozzie: (whispering) Why are we whispering?
Kermit: (whispering) I was whispering because you were--(speaking in normal voice) Oh for sweet pity's sake, Fozzie--will you stop it and help me find Ru in all this stuff.
(Suddenly, both of them stop and sniff the air. They exchange knowing looks.)
Fozzie: I smell butterscotch! She must be cooking!
Kermit: Well, we know it isn't Piggy.
Piggy: (coming in from her room) What?
Kermit: (hastily) I said, um, where's Piggy? We're also looking for Ruahnna.
Piggy: (dismissively) Oh--she's in the kitchen.
Kermit: (picking his way through the mess) Um, what's going on here, Piggy? Why does the, um, room look like this?
(Piggy looks around the room and shrugs. She's seen worse messes in her own room.)
Piggy: She's cooking.
Kermit: Oh, right, but I don't--
Piggy: And writing.
Kermit: Yes, but--
Piggy: And sewing.
Kermit: Oh, yes, I can see the--
Piggy: And making backdrops for the--
Kermit: Got it. Got it, Piggy. What brought on this, um, flurry of activity? Is everything okay?
Piggy: Well, she was pretty upset about her Grandmother passing, but I think she's doing better now. She's taking up her old hobbies.
Kermit: So I see. All at the same time, I gather.
Fozzie: (coming back from the direction of the kitchen) So I smell. C'mon--I've almost cleared a path to the kitchen.
(The trio eventually makes their way around the piles of sewing, the cardboard back-drops, the stacks of magazines that she's is going to take to recycling, the plants she has in pots ready to go to the garden, and a box of what appear to be old clothes and costumes to reach the kitchen. It smells great.)
Kermit: Hi ho, Ru--whacha doing?
Ru: (turning around) Oh! I'm making Amish butterscotch bread. You're just in time to have some fresh from the oven. Sit...um, clear a space--here, just move those magazines and sales flyers over and sit down at the table.
Kermit: Want me to pour the iced tea?
Ru: You're a doll. That would be great.
Kermit: (muttering) Actually, I'm a frog.
Fozzie: (whispering to Kermit) I didn't know Ru was Amish.
Kermit: (whispering) She's not. Arghh! (speaking in a normal voice) She's not Amish, Fozzie. She's making Amish bread.
Fozzie: Can you--how do you know what religion it is? What about rye bread? What religion is--
Kermit: (exasperated) Fozzie--will you STOP that.
(Eventually everyone is seated around the table munching hot, sweet bread and drinking ice tea.)
Fozzie: I'm sorry about your Grandmother, Ru. I guess you're still sad.
Ru: Yeah. I am sad. I'm going to miss her a lot. But I feel better now--I feel like getting back into my projects again.
Kermit: So I see. I'm glad you're feeling better. Anything we can do to help?
Ru: Well, actually, yes. I have some things that I need to send to recycling--that blue tub by the door. And I have some clothes and costumes that I was going to donate to the shelter and to the drama department, respectively.
Kermit: I could take the recylcing for you.
Fozzie: I could take the clothes to the shelter.
Piggy: I could get Bean Bunny to carry the costumes to the drama department.
Kermit: Piggy!
Piggy: What? I'll make Beauregard help him.
Ru: Thanks guys. You know, sometimes the best cure for being blue is to do something for someone else.
Piggy: What an interesting idea.
Ru: My Grandmother used to do all sorts of volunteer work. When I do things like this, it makes me feel like I'm doing something that she would approve of.
Kermit: Well, that's swell. Say--how about we come back after delivering these things and help you finish up your backdrops? Many hands, er--flippers and paws and stuff--make light work.
Piggy: And we can help you finish the bread.
Ru: (laughing) Thanks, Piggy, but I'm already done baking it.
Piggy: I know.
(Kermit looked up and tries not to comment, but Ru catches his eye and she smiles.)
Ru: While you're doing that, I'll clean up around here a little--put my sewing stuff away and tidy up. THen we'll finish painting the backdrops and take them over to the drama department.
Fozzie: (saluting) Sounds like a plan!
Piggy: Sounds like work.
(This time Kermit gives her a looks and she hastily amends her statment.)
Piggy: Like work that Moi would be happy to help with.
Kermit: That's my girl. Wanna walk with me, Piggy?
Piggy: Of course, Mon Capitan.
Kermit: (walking out the door) You said she was writing, too. What does she write about, anyway?
(Piggy turns and looks at Ru over her shoulder and they smile at each other.)
Piggy: Oh, you know. Just stories.
Fozzie: Like fairy tales? I like the ones that end happily ever after.
(The door shuts behind them and Ru is left alone.)
Ru: Me too, Fozzie. That's the best kind.
Kermit: Um, Ru? Are you in here, Ru?
Fozzie: (whispering) Do you think she's lost?
Kermit: (whispering back) Um, no--I don't think so.
Fozzie: (whispering) Why are we whispering?
Kermit: (whispering) I was whispering because you were--(speaking in normal voice) Oh for sweet pity's sake, Fozzie--will you stop it and help me find Ru in all this stuff.
(Suddenly, both of them stop and sniff the air. They exchange knowing looks.)
Fozzie: I smell butterscotch! She must be cooking!
Kermit: Well, we know it isn't Piggy.
Piggy: (coming in from her room) What?
Kermit: (hastily) I said, um, where's Piggy? We're also looking for Ruahnna.
Piggy: (dismissively) Oh--she's in the kitchen.
Kermit: (picking his way through the mess) Um, what's going on here, Piggy? Why does the, um, room look like this?
(Piggy looks around the room and shrugs. She's seen worse messes in her own room.)
Piggy: She's cooking.
Kermit: Oh, right, but I don't--
Piggy: And writing.
Kermit: Yes, but--
Piggy: And sewing.
Kermit: Oh, yes, I can see the--
Piggy: And making backdrops for the--
Kermit: Got it. Got it, Piggy. What brought on this, um, flurry of activity? Is everything okay?
Piggy: Well, she was pretty upset about her Grandmother passing, but I think she's doing better now. She's taking up her old hobbies.
Kermit: So I see. All at the same time, I gather.
Fozzie: (coming back from the direction of the kitchen) So I smell. C'mon--I've almost cleared a path to the kitchen.
(The trio eventually makes their way around the piles of sewing, the cardboard back-drops, the stacks of magazines that she's is going to take to recycling, the plants she has in pots ready to go to the garden, and a box of what appear to be old clothes and costumes to reach the kitchen. It smells great.)
Kermit: Hi ho, Ru--whacha doing?
Ru: (turning around) Oh! I'm making Amish butterscotch bread. You're just in time to have some fresh from the oven. Sit...um, clear a space--here, just move those magazines and sales flyers over and sit down at the table.
Kermit: Want me to pour the iced tea?
Ru: You're a doll. That would be great.
Kermit: (muttering) Actually, I'm a frog.
Fozzie: (whispering to Kermit) I didn't know Ru was Amish.
Kermit: (whispering) She's not. Arghh! (speaking in a normal voice) She's not Amish, Fozzie. She's making Amish bread.
Fozzie: Can you--how do you know what religion it is? What about rye bread? What religion is--
Kermit: (exasperated) Fozzie--will you STOP that.
(Eventually everyone is seated around the table munching hot, sweet bread and drinking ice tea.)
Fozzie: I'm sorry about your Grandmother, Ru. I guess you're still sad.
Ru: Yeah. I am sad. I'm going to miss her a lot. But I feel better now--I feel like getting back into my projects again.
Kermit: So I see. I'm glad you're feeling better. Anything we can do to help?
Ru: Well, actually, yes. I have some things that I need to send to recycling--that blue tub by the door. And I have some clothes and costumes that I was going to donate to the shelter and to the drama department, respectively.
Kermit: I could take the recylcing for you.
Fozzie: I could take the clothes to the shelter.
Piggy: I could get Bean Bunny to carry the costumes to the drama department.
Kermit: Piggy!
Piggy: What? I'll make Beauregard help him.
Ru: Thanks guys. You know, sometimes the best cure for being blue is to do something for someone else.
Piggy: What an interesting idea.
Ru: My Grandmother used to do all sorts of volunteer work. When I do things like this, it makes me feel like I'm doing something that she would approve of.
Kermit: Well, that's swell. Say--how about we come back after delivering these things and help you finish up your backdrops? Many hands, er--flippers and paws and stuff--make light work.
Piggy: And we can help you finish the bread.
Ru: (laughing) Thanks, Piggy, but I'm already done baking it.
Piggy: I know.
(Kermit looked up and tries not to comment, but Ru catches his eye and she smiles.)
Ru: While you're doing that, I'll clean up around here a little--put my sewing stuff away and tidy up. THen we'll finish painting the backdrops and take them over to the drama department.
Fozzie: (saluting) Sounds like a plan!
Piggy: Sounds like work.
(This time Kermit gives her a looks and she hastily amends her statment.)
Piggy: Like work that Moi would be happy to help with.
Kermit: That's my girl. Wanna walk with me, Piggy?
Piggy: Of course, Mon Capitan.
Kermit: (walking out the door) You said she was writing, too. What does she write about, anyway?
(Piggy turns and looks at Ru over her shoulder and they smile at each other.)
Piggy: Oh, you know. Just stories.
Fozzie: Like fairy tales? I like the ones that end happily ever after.
(The door shuts behind them and Ru is left alone.)
Ru: Me too, Fozzie. That's the best kind.