Joy: Orange? Who made the console orange?

Anger: Do I look orange?

Fear: I didn’t touch it.

Disgust: Orange is not my color.

Sadness: Not me.

[As they back away, they saw what appears to be a new orange emotion named Anxiety. She was female with upturn frizzy hair, She wore a striped orange sweater, brown pants and has two green eyes.]

Anxiety: Hello, everybody!

All: WAH!

Anxiety: Oh my gosh. I am just such a huge fan of yours! And now, here I am meeting you, face to face. Okay. How can I help?

Joy: Uh...

Anxiety: I can take notes, get coffee, manage your calendar, walk your dog, carry your things, watch you sleep.

Joy: Wow, you have a lot of energy. Maybe you could just stay in once place.

Anxiety: Anything. Just call my name and I’m here for you.

Joy: Okay, love that. What was your name again?

Anxiety: Oh! I’m sorry. I can ahead of myself. I’m Anxiety. I’m one of Riley’s new emotions and we are just super jazzed to be here. Where can I put my stuff?

Disgust: Ah-ah-ah. What do you mean "we"?