Space Ghost looked at Toadette as the two were sitting at the super hero talk show host's desk, with him tapping his blue card as he eyed the pink clad mushroom girl. "So... what do you want to do, sport?"
Toadette farted as she began fanning the air. "Well, I dunno, Mr. Tad. You wanna do something stupid?"
"Sounds great!" Space Ghost exclaimed as he rubbed his chin, thinking deeply as he looked around. "...but what stupid thing could we do that would benefit us both?"
Toadette burped as she stretched her arms. "Golly, I dunno. How about we go racing inside this studio?"
"Nah, I did that with the guys before and it caused us to lose a lot of money." Space Ghost explained as he pressed various buttons on his arm, causing different effects to occur as one of them caused him to blow up, leaving him to be temporarily covered up in smoke.
Toadette's stomach growled as she patted her rumbling gut. "Well that stinks. How about we watch paint dry?"
"Kid, I may be dead, but I'm not going to waste my infinite amount of time on something like that. I'm no God." Space Ghost scoffed as he was about to take a sip of his mug, only to notice that it was empty as he sighed, turning to Toadette. "...but on that note, you wanna come get some coffee with me? I'm sure you're a bit too you to drink it."
Toadette peed herself as she blushed, holding down her pink dress to cover her wet diaper. "Well, I can't just be blatant fetish fuel for long. Let's go!"
Neither of the two would enjoy this moment as the Phantom Cruiser crashed through the studio, causing the entire building to erupt on fire.