In his art studio, Pepperman, with his red bell pepper body and green stem, was painting a lavish self-portrait. Dressed in white gloves and sneakers, he worked with exaggerated flair, his blue eyes sparkling with pride. Occasionally, his stem turned into a beret as he admired his work.

“Oh, simply perfect,”

he purred, grinning widely as he marveled at his own masterpiece, completely absorbed in his self-admiration.