Wow!
Would anyone like eggs? Ah!
Yes, please. Why, yes. Thank you.
Mmm! These are eggcellent, Mrs. Boonchuy.
Yes. Thank you for the delicious food.
Oh, you're very welcome.
Hey!
Good morning, fam-fam.
Ooh! Eggs!
Hmm. These could use a little something. Got any hot sauce?
- Sure. I'll get-- - Whoo-hoo!
Don't worry, Mrs. B. I got it.
Aha!
Sprig, can we chat?
Dude, what are you doing? What do you mean?
Sprig Plantar, you're a guest in the Boonchuys' home.
For frog's sake, behave like one.
Silly Hop Pop.
We're not guests. We're family.
No, we're not!
Just because Anne is a Plantar
doesn't automatically make you a Boonchuy.
Doesn't it though? I mean, the math checks out.
You're not a part of Anne's family!
Oh. Anne, is that true?
Don't worry about it, man. Being a guest around here is so much better.
Being family just means chores, responsibilities
and getting yelled at when you mess up.
I, for one, like being waited on hand and foot.
And I should know.
I have feet now.
Sorry, guys. I just always wanted a bigger family.
And I guess I got a little carried away.
Been there. Hey, no problem.
You course corrected. Anne, come on.
We have a lot of work to do at the restaurant.
Well, that's me. See you guys when I get back.
Oh, wait!
Can I come with you?
I'd like to make up for how rude I was this morning.
I guess that'd be fine. Hop Pop, Polly.
Try to research some portals and junk while we're gone. You got it.
So are we watching Starzgate or Quantum Hop?
Quantum Hop! Quantum Hop!
How can I help? How can I help? How can I help?
Don't worry about it, pink frog. You're our guest.
Why don't you sit in the corner with a Thai ice tea?
I hate being a stupid guest. I wanna be family.
Yes!
Oops!
Sounds like we've got a customer. Heh?
What's happening, Boonchuys?
Anne! Whoa!
I thought you were dead.
Ned! Check it out, Sprig.
This guy's our number one customer.
He's been around for years.
Wow! Oh.
And I'm not just a customer anymore, Anne.
- Wait. What? - I bought a food truck.
I wanna bring your mom's amazing cooking to all of LA.
She puts the pow in pad kra pao!
Oh, neat. You guys are in business together?
Well... no.
Not yet.
I already told you. We're just not interested in a food truck.
But you've got the best Thai food in the county.
And if we partnered up, we could make so much money together.
Couldn't you just share some of your recipes with me?
Absolutely not. This recipe are for family only.
Well, when you change your mind, you know where to find me.
Wow. He's literally parked right outside the restaurant.
That can't be good. It's not.
Customers are very confused right now.
Ah.
Huh. Huh?
I don't--
What do I do?
He means well.
But Ned just doesn't realize he's hurting the business.
It's been weeks, and he still hasn't budged.
Oh, well. I better start the khao pad.
Hmm. Tough problem, huh?
Why, if someone were to solve it,
your mom might consider him the son she never had.
Sprig, stay out of this.
Okay, okay. Sheesh. It was just a thought.
Ow.
Here you go.
Next!
Oh. Hi, kid. What'll it be?
Give me the special.
Sure thing.
Two egg rolls and a bowl of pad thai coming up.
Oh, my frog!
This food... it's turned me pink!
- Hey, I wouldn't mind being pink. - Heh?
Maybe it will help me with my next Star Trip audition.
Excuse me. I'll have whatever he had.
Sure thing.
What? You fools!
That was a lie. You're all morons.
Who you calling a moron?
Morons, morons, morons!
Morons! Morons! Whoa!
Oh, hey, while you're in there, could you grab those recipes?
Anne, this behavior is unacceptable.
I'm doubling your chores. Don't let it happen again.
Wait. Why'd she yell at you for something I did?
She's not about to yell at a guest, Sprig. She only yells at family.
Ouch, Anne. Thanks for rubbing it in.
Look, Sprig, I know what you're doing here.
And I get why. But please stop.
Or I'll be cleaning the bathroom with a toothbrush for the rest of my life.
Just knock it off, okay?
Knock it off or knock it on?
I heard that!
No, you didn't!
Oh! Yes! Yes! Yes! Finally!
Ned's gonna get ahead, baby!
Oh! Ow, ow, ow, ow.
And now to destroy an earth man's livelihood.
Oh, no.
Sprig Boonchuy in three, two, one.
No, Sprig! Bad Sprig! What are you doing?
Squirming my way into your mom's heart
by making this food truck disappear.
Not on my watch.
Ned, I don't have time for this nonsense.
Um, but your note said--
Note? What note?
Wait. Mrs. B?
Pink frog!
Huh?
My food truck! Your food truck!
Hmm?
Holy crab apple!
When did we start moving?
Okay, I've never driven a car, but I have driven Bessie.
And played 900 hours of Super Wario Carts.
Anne, look out!
Uh-- Uh-- Brakes! Gotta mash the brakes!
The brakes aren't working!
Ned!
It's okay, Anne. I've got this.
Whoa, girl! Whoa!
Dude, that only works on snails!
Whew. Whew. Huh?
Oh, no!
Thanks for letting me borrow your TV.
Just be careful. This thing is like a son to me.
Junior!
Idea. Sprig, I need your help.
Use that tongue and help me make a hard left.
Got it!
- Whoa!
[Anne, Sprig screaming, grunting] Whoa!
I don't believe it.
We...
...did it!
I don't believe this.
Me either. You send your daughter to destroy my truck?
What? Are you people insane?
Anne had nothing to do with this.
It was all me.
I was just--
I just wanted to be a part of the family.
But I should've respected your boundaries
instead of pestering you into something you didn't want.
It's okay, pink frog.
I mean, Sprig. I know how much you mean to my daughter.
And how much she means to you.
I probably shouldn't have treated you like such an outsider.
I feel like an outsider too.
I love your restaurant so much.
I just wanted to be a part of it.
But-- But I was wrong.
I'm so sorry. I'm done trying to get your recipes.
I just realized this is a gross appropriation of your culture.
And I should just show myself out.
Ned, look.
I can't give you the recipes because they are for family only.
But we could use some help with deliveries.
De-- Deliver? Me?
I mean, it won't pay much, but you will be part of the restaurant.
Yes! I'd love to. Oh, you will not regret it, Mrs. Boonchuy.
Not for a second.
Whoo-hoo! Yay!
I'll make you guys proud!
Oh, man. I got to get these brakes fixed.
Welp, I guess we're all done here.
Not so fast.
If you think you're getting out of here without an earful,
you've got another thing coming.
Firstly, how dare you disobey me?
Secondly, how dare you put Anne and yourself in danger?
Thirdly, why are you smiling?
You're-- You're scolding me, which means...
Yep. You're family now, bud.
Yay!
Already having second thoughts about this.