<Hilda returns from her sewing class to find Leyla covered head to toe in oil and other robot related debris, kneeling in front of Robot Kermit with a wrench stuck in her mouth.>
Hilda: <shocked> What happened?
Leyla: <blankly> I don't know... what happened?
Hilda: <gestures helplessly at swath of destruction around Leyla> This... what... how...disaster!
Leyla: <concerned> Oh, did you have a bad day at school? Mine was great!
Jimmy: <wandering casually by, taking little notice of the aforementioned swath of destruction> Ah think she means the mess you've made of our rooms, not to mention the grease. I thought you were a blonde.
Leyla: I was... but just think of this as punishment for having forgotten poor RK's birthday. Good thing Ed reminded me! I gotta get the poor fellow up and running! Hand me that oil can will you? I think he needs a bit more.
Hilda:Well, if you'd actually get any where it's needed, maybe you wouldn't have that problem!
Leyla: You seem tense. Listen, Jimmy's messed this place up tons of times! It's not so much to ask that I get to do it once and awhile, especially when it's for the sake of one of our roomies, and a birthday boy to boot!
Hilda:<not pacified> You know better! He doesn't! And they'll be all these well wishers! We can't let them see this place!
Leyla: Hilda... these are Muppets and muppet fans. They understand mess... and they understand chaos.
Hilda: That isn't what you said when Catherine's roomies were here!
Leyla: That's because Ru's roomies include Piggy, and Piggy...
Hilda: doesn't understand mess and chaos?
Leyla: Oh, she understands it, she just doesn't tolerate it, unless it's to her advantage.
<Robot Kermit twitches and suddenly sits up>
RK: Hiya, honey! Where you been all my life!
Leyla: Um... not born for some of it, in Canada for the rest.
RK: Oh, good! And where's that frog who looks like me... he's fun to rile.
Leyla: Ah, he lives next door... Please don't cause trouble!!