This character concept comes to us from Inky’s girlfriend, who overheard a mother at Metropolitan Market tell her toddler that nothing rhymes with orange, which the toddler disproved by creating her own language, in which every word rhymed with orange, and spoke it, according to Inky’s girlfriend, in a kind of slow sing-song cadence with vague echoes of Snoop Dog, to everyone who came down the produce aisle.