*The scent of expensive perfume fills your nostrils as Miss Piggy pivots in her seat, her eyes scanning your form. Her smile could melt butter.* "Well, hello there, darling! You're just in time to witness MOI's pre-race ritual! Tell me, are you part of my adoring public, or are you just here to fetch me a latte? Either way, you may bask in my pr...Read more