Passion's back!

- Yay! - What?

- Yeah, her semester abroad in Argentina just ended,

so she's coming back to the kitchen today!

(everyone talking over each other)

- Orange, didn't you wrap a huge welcome home gift

for whenever Passion comes back?

- You bow it! (laughs)

- Now might be a good time to go get it

'cause flight 1337 from Buenos Aires

landed a half hour ago.

- Wait, so that means she'll be here any--

- Hey everyone!

(everyone cheering)

- Quick, quick, go, go!

- Okay, okay, I'm going!

- Welcome back, Passion, we missed you!

- And I've missed you all, too.

Where's Orange?

- He'll be right back, he has a surprise for you.

- I actually have a surprise of my own.

Everyone, I'd like you to meet G.G., my boyfriend.

(record scratching) (everyone gasping)

- Hey, what'd I miss?

Why is everybody acting so...

(intense music)

(Orange screaming)

- What's up with Orange?

- Either he's frozen from surprise

or he's doing his impression of an ice sculpture again.

- I guess me coming back with a boyfriend

was a pretty big shock, huh?

- I mean, yeah, I guess I always thought

you and Orange winding up together.

I think everyone did.

- It's time I face facts.

Orange doesn't like me that way.

- (scoffs) Are you sure about that?

- C'mon Pear, if he liked me,

surely he would have told me by now, right?

I mean, G.G. tells me every day.

He even wrote me a love sonnet on a plane.

- Oh my gosh, it's beautiful.

- Yeah, it's pretty undeniable.

- What kinda name is G.G., anyways?

What does it stand for, Greenish Goofball? (laughs)

- I bet it stands for Great Guy!

- Marshmallow, come on!

We're trying to come up with mean nicknames for him!

- Mean, I literally don't understand, yay!

- Eh, maybe Marshie's right,

we should get to know the guy.

Who knows, maybe we'll really like him?

C'mon Orange, time to snap out of it.

- Is it just me (dogs barking)

or is there a lot of cute puppies around here?

- My apologies, it's entirely my fault.

- Whoa, holy sexy accent, Batman!

- Adorable animals have been drawn to me my entire life.

I do not know why, but they seem to love me

and I love them back.

I actually volunteer in animal shelter

when I'm not modeling.

- You're a model?

- Only part time, I also play professional football.

- You're a professional football player?

How much do you lift?

- It's the off season, so I'm not quite sure.

More than these though.

- Grapefruit, wasn't that your barbell?

- Ouch, my ego.

- So he's beloved by animals

and can lift a bunch of weights, big deal,

'cause there's one thing I can do

that he definitely can't do.

- Oh, and I got this stupid little party trick

that I can do.

(everyone gasping)

- He did it, he touched his tongue to his eyeball!

- We're in trouble, bro, this guy's got us beat

in every category!

- Hey now, chin up!

- You're right, just because G.G. is the perfect guy

doesn't mean we should feel bad about ourselves.

- No, chin up, look above you!

- Huh?

(everyone screaming)

- What will become of the puppies?

I must save the puppies!

- Admirable, but it's a death wish, bro!

- I will save the adorable puppies.

- Fellas, I think we've seen the last of old G.G.

- Take that, and that!

- Hold on, this guy's a part time model,

a part time football player,

and he can fight off knives?

This isn't even fair!

- Ow man, that really hurts!

- Well, what do you expect?

You were out here slicing innocent people and puppies.

- Gee, I guess I never really thought of it that way.

I'm sorry, and I can just say,

you seem like a really great guy.

- Okay, we know he's a great guy.

(sighs) Congrats, Passion, seems like you found

the perfect boyfriend.

- Nobody's perfect.

- Yesterday, I would have agreed with you

but today I have witness perfection with mine own eyes.

- Yeah, I suppose he is pretty perfect on paper.

- On paper, what do you mean?

- Passion, do you like G.G.?

- I mean, it's like you said, there's nothing wrong with him

but it's just that, well, he's not--

- Orange.

You look cold, my friend.

Here, literally have this shirt off my back.

- Yeah, coulda done without those abs right about now.

- Passion, shall we vamoose?

I'm excited to see more of America,

preferably the parts that do not have murderous knives.

- I guess I should be going.

Wait, Orange, didn't you have a surprise for me?

- Oh, um, no.

- Sure you do, Orange, it's that gigantic present

you're hiding behind your back, yay!

- Oh, this, oh (laughs) I totally forgot.

Maybe we should wait to open it another time though?

Hey hey hey, stop pullin' on that, doggone it!

Ahh! (fireworks exploding)

- Orange, this is so nice.

You made this for me?

- Yeah, well, I missed you.

- I missed you too, Orange.

- Orange, you have made a magnificent display

for a magnificent young woman.

Now then, shall we, Passion? (dogs whimpering)

I'm quite eager to see the Big Apple

as well as the sport you Americans

ignorantly refer to as football. (chuckles)

- I'll see you guys around.

- Later Passion. - Nice to meet ya, G.G.

- How ya feelin', Orange?

- Fine, I feel fine.

- No pain in your heart, no aching in your gut?

- Hey, what's this letter?

- Don't read that!

- Orange, why didn't you give Passion this letter?

- Nevermind that!

- Read it to us!

- No, no!

- Um, did Orange just eat that letter

rather than have us read what was inside?

- Yeah, that doesn't raise any suspicion at all.

- I'm telling you, I don't feel any pain in my heart, okay?

(belches) Although, there is an aching my gut,

really shouldn't a eaten that letter. (laughs and farts)

(upbeat music)