Pear is trying to read.

(growls)

No one disturb Pear.

I repeat do not disturb Pear.

- Gimme that.

- Pear cannot focus on his reading

if there is too much noise

and also he is my best friend.

(laughs)

- Give me that.

- No, give me that.

- What the huh?

- Hit it fellas.

Attention kitchen, prepare yourselves,

for the dopest, flyest, wiggly-wildest food rapper

known to all food kind.

Get your non-existent hands in the air,

for the one, the only Vanilla Spice.

- Yo, what up kitchen?

What's good?

Brrra!

- Vanilla who?

- Yeah, who extractly is this guy?

(laughs)

- Yo, what you talkin' bout?

- Yo, what you talkin' bout?

- I'm Vanilla Spice yo.

Didn't you catch that super fly hype man introduction

with the expensive light show?

I spared no expense, yo.

- Except on that hair cut.

(laughs)

(groans)

- Yo, listen up.

I'm the famous age rapper, Vanilla Spice.

I'm doing a show today.

Form a line to the left y'all.

Tickets are on sale now.

Yeah!

(cricket chirping)

- Tickets?

More like crickets.

(laughs)

- Okay, fine.

Tickets are half off y'all.

Let's get it.

(crickets chirping)

Uh, all right.

Tickets are free everybody.

(crickets chirping)

No?

Okay, fine I get it.

I'll pay you to come to my show.

Yeah boy.

(cricket chirping)

- Yo, y'all should probably hire

an exterminator for them crickets.

- Hey, they'll destroy your garden, yo.

- Ah, man.

I guess it finally happened.

Nobody cares about my super fly rap music

from the 80s anymore.

Time to throw in the parachute pants, yo.

I'm a has been.

- Ah, Spice.

Don't say that yo.

- Nah, guys, don't even trip.

Don't call me Spice no more.

It's official, I'm more Vanilla than Spice.

Word to ya motha.

- Who are these guys?

The way they dress is a little jarring.

(laughs)

- Yo, this is my posse.

They the VIPs.

- What does the VI stand for?

- Very icky.

We're super mushy.

- So babies can eat us, yo.

- Let's show these two what Vanilla Spice is all about.

Yo, VIPs, let's kick it.

♪ Spice, spice baby ♪

- Why'd they make a song about a spice baby?

♪ Vanilla spice, spice baby ♪

(groans)

♪ All right stop ♪

♪ Collaborate and listen ♪

♪ Spice is back with a delicious new rap ♪

♪ Something grabs a hold of me tightly ♪

♪ Gives me my VIPs who are cool will ♪

- Yo, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, stop.

- Yo, yo, yo.

We was just getting into the flow though, yo.

- Sure.

A low flow toilet maybe.

(laughs)

- Vanilla Spice, that was awful.

- Yo, it was?

- Yes.

- Yo but the VIPs always tell me how great I am.

- And you are.

- The best, yo.

- Aye, please keep paying us to be your friends.

- Vanilla Spice, it's pretty clear

that you don't know how to rhyme.

- Finally, somebody comes out and says it.

It's true, I'm a fraud.

I don't know how to rhyme.

Man I just thought nobody'd be able to tell

if I could do it with enough dancing

and lighting effects.

(sighs)

I cannot rap and I cannot rhyme.

- Yet you been rapping a long, long time.

(laughs)

- Wait, wait, wait.

Was that a rhyme?

I'm actually asking cause honestly I have no idea.

- That was a rhyme.

It was indeed.

- Now watch this orange spit a seed.

(spits) (laughs)

- Yo, this orange is super fly at rhyming.

- Please don't encourage him.

- Yo VIPs, hit me with that bass drop.

♪ Spice, spice baby ♪

♪ Vanilla spice, spice baby ♪

♪ All right stop ♪

♪ Collaborate and listen ♪

♪ Spice is bring that rhyme to the kitchen ♪

♪ Something grabs ahold of me tightly ♪

♪ Hope it's not a hand that's holding a knifey ♪

♪ Will I ever stop ♪

♪ Naa, he's too rad ♪

♪ Turn off the lights ♪

♪ Cause his hair cuts so bad ♪

♪ Spice, spice baby ♪

- Orange, how can I ever thank you?

Yo, people are finally showing up to watch me perform.

- Think nothing of it.

It was my pleasure.

- Let me show you my thanks

by giving this treasure.

- Vanilla Spice, you just did it.

- I rhymed?

(cheering)

Thanks y'all.

Vanilla Spice is back on top.

Yo, man, let's get outta here.

Cheese curd to ya motha.

♪ Spice, spice baby ♪

- Spice baby.

- Orange, I got this now, bro.

Thanks for your help.

- Now, spice baby.

- Huh? (records scratches)

(screaming)

(upbeat folk music)