Yeah, it's hard not to become fond of the little guys, huh?

[As if on cue his Growlithe pops up under his arm with a bark; Gobo scruffles his head and then gently but firmly shoves him back by the nose. Growlithe just pops up under the other arm instead, apparently determined to be part of this conversation.]

Oh! My name's Gobo, Gobo Fraggle. It's nice to meet you, Freddy.