It’s a balmy August morning in the offices of Up Late With Miss Piggy. The usual squad of flunkies, including Gonzo, Pepe the King Prawn, and Scooter, surrounds Kermit the Frog, the showrunner. Fozzie Bear is off somewhere possibly violating the offices’ “no snapchat at work” policy. Piggy is the talent so she doesn’t arrive until much later in the day. There’s a discussion of new guests and Yolanda, a kindly rat, has a suggestion.
“Hey lets call Josh Groban next. He’s single, he has a great voice and he gives me the feels.”
Pepe the King Prawn nods energetically and speaks in a vaguely Spanish accent. “Oh he gives me the feels too.”
The rest of the room titters. Pepe doesn’t back down. “What? He’s a handsome man and gender is fluid.” But Pepe stumbles over the last line. “I blew it. I apologize.”
Kermit, per usual, is understanding: “That’s ok.”
Pepe can’t resist.
“I blew him.”
Kermit’s face puckers.
Under the table, about a half-dozen humans with their hands up the Muppets’ asses break into giggles. Someone shouts, “Ok, let’s go again.”