He shared his counting-house with his clerk, Bob Cratchit, a man whose kindness was as vast as his paycheck was tiny. Bob, who happened to be a frog of great character, shivered in the corner, trying to warm his hands over a single, flickering candle.
"Scrooge!" they wailed, their voices a discordant symphony of regret. "We are here to warn you! Change your ways, or suffer our fate!" Scrooge, trembling, asked, "What must I do?" subtitle The Muppet Christmas Carol
Scrooge laughed, a sound like a rusty hinge finally being oiled. "I haven't missed it! The spirits have done it all in one night!" He shared his counting-house with his clerk, Bob