[Wanda's up there, easy to pick out in her bright red coat, and with the now considerably larger ball of black fluff with her. Said ball of fluff starts dancing back and forth when he sees George.]

Ooo, do you see someone? Better go say hello! Go on, Fozz!

[Fozzie scrambles over, skids to a stop and play-bows so hard his back legs practically lift off the ground.]