Ahh, the Fraggle Knock. Never quite knew when it was coming, but it was welcome nevertheless. Polishing off the rest of his sandwich, Chris brushed the crumbs off his hands and got up, heading toward the door- he paused, tilted his head and flared his nostrils a bit. That... was a weird scent...

So, he wasn't all that surprised when he opened the door to find an injured Fraggle, though the severity of it caught him a little off-guard. WHO it was didn't, but...

"Gobo!" He stepped aside, letting him in. "What the hell happened?"