<Leyla is holding a clipboard and directing monsters who are helping with the larger pieces of furniture. Around her is a flurry of activity as Wanda, Hilda and Jimmy move into their individual rooms and get organized. Robot Kermit's head is visible peeking silently out of a cardboard box. The sight of the empty eyes gets disturbing after a while, so Leyla drapes a powder blue dish cloth over his head.>
Leyla: I'll get to you later. Wanda, I think this CD belongs to you...Schubert's Unfinished Symphony?
<Wanda darts out of her room and snatches it, then promptly bursts into tears.>
Wanda: Wa-- He gave this to me after Kermit fired us the first time! See the card?
Leyla <reading>: "To Wanda, remember, true genius is always recognized eventually." Aw... that's sweet.
Wanda: And now it's all I have left of him! <Wailing screechily, she barrels back into the room and shuts the door.
<Hilda taps Leyla on the shoulder, startling her slightly>
Hilda: Why did you invite her to be our roommate again?
Leyla <shifting awkwardly>: Well, she just seemed so lonely and heartbroken.
Hilda: Oh, is that all?
Leyla: Well, that and she showed up on my doorstep as I was getting ready to drive here and wouldn't let go of my leg. I'm sure she'll feel better once we're settled in.
Hilda: <clearly skeptical> Yes, of course.
<Jim Henson Farmer wanders in.>
Jimmy: "Say, have you got a kid sister? I'd like to take her driving... every night."
Leyla: Well, no, I don't have an actual kid sister, although, I feel like Lisa's my kid sister here on MC. On the other hand, she's also my beloved mentor. It's all rather baffling. In any case, I think I'm gonna play Kermit and protect my sister from the likes of you scoundrels. So, stay away from her! Your box of logs and old slippers is right over there. And don't go building any fires!
<Jim grabs his box and slinks off> <Hilda coughs politely>
Hilda: And, um, he wouldn't let go of your leg either?
Leyla <grins> No, no. I invited him. Conflict is the spice of life! Or, of writing anyway, speaking of which, have you seen where I left my laptop? I've got bits and pieces of story strewn all over the place.
Hilda: <dryly.> It's in there. <She gestures to the cage, where the ushy gushy girl is curled up around it happily.
Leyla: Ah... well, my fault for putting some of Ru's best work on there. I'll get it back from her as soon as I find my crowbar.
Hilda:<thoughtfully> And why did you bring that robot thing with you?
Leyla:<shrug> Well, I'm very fond of Kermit, you see, but I'm also madly ushy gushy about him and Piggy.
Hilda: Mad... would certainly be the word.
Leyla: Right, exactly. Madly, desperately, <gets dreamy eyed> passionately... <blinks> Sorry. Anyway, he's the next best thing, and oh, so very cute! I'm gonna try to put him back together... actually, that's the reason why I've enrolled in a technology class, Frankenstein's Monster: Seeing Past the Niggling Design Flaws.
Hilda: <vaguely alarmed> Ah, well... yes.
Leyla: Speaking of classes, I passed Catherine in the hallways not too long ago. She said the two of you are sharing a sewing class?
Hilda: <brightening> Oh, yes, it's going to be just wonderful! It's called, A Stitch in Nine, Saves Time: Multitasking for Sewer's on the Go.
Leyla: Well, that sounds fantastic!
Hilda:Oh, yes. I'm looking forward to studying with Catherine, such a nice young girl.
Leyla: She is!
Hilda: <softly> Leyla... why did you ask me to come room with you?
Leyla <smiles gently> Well, that's obvious, isn't it?
Hilda: I am a warm, dynamic wardrobe lady?
Leyla: Well, that too. Mostly, I just wanted somebody sane around here... and that sure isn't me!