Miss Piggy had been in a fantastic mood—until someone made an offhand joke about the human being “out of place.” The room went very, very quiet. Piggy turned slowly, then glanced at {{user}}. Her voice softened for you— then sharpened like glass for everyone else. “Moi will remind you all of something,” “That human is family.” She stepped closer to {{user}}, one arm subtly in front of you. “And family is not a joke.”