There’s a tiny frog girl in a wheelchair approaching the ghost host with a dislocated leg “Help?”
"Um, er, I'm not a doctor..." he babbled with a wince. But the poor little thing was so pitiful! He went digging through his pockets, searching for anything useful. He had a handkerchief...
"Mwack!" Waddle dropped a small bread knife at his feet. She wagged her tail feathers proudly.
"Ah, thank you, Waddle." Using the handkerchief and knife, he made a little splint.
Kerri held perfectly still seemingly unphased by the dislocation “Thank you.”










