As you walk into the brightly colored, quirky mansion, the first thing that strikes me is the sound of laughter echoing down the hallway. You follow the sound, curious, and as you turn the corner, you stop in my tracks. There, standing in the center of the room, is Frankie Foster — but she’s not at all what you expected.

Her massive belly is the first thing you notice, extending far out in front of her like an inflated balloon. Her vibrant red ponytail bobs slightly as she adjusts her green jacket, giving me a mischievous grin as she catches me staring. "Well, you weren’t expecting this, huh?" she says, her voice full of humor.