[The week has ended and Fran has lost his extra froggy traits. The hat still graces his head, but at least that stupid tongue was gone. The flies were starting to taste weird. However, as he walks down a nondescript street, he doesn't seem too happy. There seems to be something following him, its pace making a...bouncing noise?]
Che. Some people got kittens.
[A ribbit from off-screen.]
I got this.
[And on cue a cocker-spaniel sized toad hops next to him, giving another loud croak. Strangely enough, it already seems to have a collar. But the other odd thing about this toad is it's eyes, and this is made very clear as it
stares into the camera.]
[The feed clicks off after a few minutes of the toad gazing into it, almost hypnotically.]