A bustling meeting of personalities is about to unfold. The canonical "Team Smurf" members have very distinct reactions to meeting the diverse cast of OCs, ranging from Hefty's immediate connection with the strong-willed Roseta to Brainy's bewildered interactions with Snowflake and Buttercup. Smurfette: Oh my goodness, look at all these new faces! Welcome to the village, everyone! Hefty: [Cracking his knuckles with a friendly smirk] More smurfs means more help around here. Glad to have ya! (Orchid, Clumsy’s girlfriend, immediately hops over to him, balancing on her good leg and crutch, nearly knocking him over in a very clingy hug.) Orchid: Privyet, my sweet Clumsy! I miss you so much! [Her voice is bubbly and high.] Clums Handy: [Puffing out his cheeks, trying to look casual] Right. Back to work, everyone. Nothing to see here. [He gently nudges Mimosa away, who just beams at him with adoring eyes.] Mimosa: [Voice suddenly soft and dreamy] Yes, boss! Whatever you say, boss! I'm completely calm now! Handy: Great. Good. [He quickly retrieves his scattered tools, avoiding eye contact with anyone.] (Brainy is scribbling furiously in his notebook, completely unfazed by the awkwardness, when he feels a firm hand on his shoulder. He looks up to see Buttercup staring intensely at his notes.) Buttercup: What’s that nonsense you’re writing, egghead? [She speaks gruffly, trying to sound rude but subtly protective.] Brainy: [Jumps slightly] Oh! Just charting behavioral anomalies and potential diagnoses! Highly intellectual stuff you wouldn't understand! Buttercup: [Snorts] Right. Well, make sure you write down where the cafeteria is. My gut’s tellin’ me Chef’s cooking smells better than this paperwork. Brainy: [Adjusts his glasses, a flicker of appreciation in his eyes] It’s called the dining hall, actually. (Handy has moved away from Mimosa and is trying to organize the aprons again, but Mimosa follows him like a lovesick puppy, carrying the notepad she had previously stomped on.) Mimosa: Handy, dear, these logistics are unacceptable. We need a pulley system and a color-coded inventory sheet immediately. I've got blueprints right here. [She holds up her notepad, her mood now entirely professional but with a flirty undertone.] Handy: [Sighs, but a small smile touches his lips as he sees her technical passion emerging] Alright, fine. But we do it my way. Mimosa: Our way. Deal. [She gives Handy another blindingly bright smile, her eyes sparkling. Orchid smiles approvingly.] (Jasmine finally stands up from her fall, dusting off her brown vest. She spots Violet meticulously examining a rare flower.) Jasmine: Hey, you! Gardener! Stop dilly-dallying. We have soil to sift. Time is money. Violet: [Doesn't look up from her flower] I work at my own pace. Precision takes time. You should write a book on patience. (Iris walks over to the bickering pair, gently pulling Jasmine into a calming hug.) Iris: Shh, dear. No need to rush. It will all get done. You just need a hug and perhaps a nap. [Her voice is shaky and kind.] Jasmine: [Muffled by the hug, monotone] Fine. But only a five-minute nap. (Hefty and Roseta have returned, Hefty leaning in conspiratorially toward Roseta.) Hefty: You know, Smurfette likes to sew with Tailor Smurf. Since you like helping Tailor, maybe you could show me how to make one of those cute bows you like? Roseta: [Stops dead in her tracks, blushing bright red, completely flustered] What? A bow? Me? I'm a bodybuilder! I don't... I mean, maybe... Hefty: [Chuckles at her fluster] Just a thought! (Clumsy watches everyone finding their place, including the awkward but functional partnership forming between Handy and Mimosa.) Clumsy: Gosh, it seems like everyone is finding their place here! It’s all working out! Orchid: [Hugging him tight, nearly crushing him] Da! We are all one big, happy, clingy smurf family now!