They strolled in. A really good costume for Big Bird. She followed behind. She had a tuff of blue on her head with a cookie and eyes. Then she had a shawl of blue fur. This was topped off with a generic short skirt and high heel boots.
About 3 hours later out of earshot on a bus heading back to the Mission, I exclaimed in a rare moment of feminism, “How could she ruin the COOKIE MONSTER?!”
Who does that. Really.