[The camera is focused on a little purple bird who's currently doing a fan dance as someone off to the side strums on a guitar and sings:]

Bright sunny day don't cost nothing
Light winter breeze don't cost nothing
What do I do with all this money?
When the only thing I want is you

[Slowly the camera pans to show Greg as the mysterious guitarist, with a floating rock and a green jellyfish ghost on either side of him bobbing along to the music, before panning back to the little purple bird again.]

Palling around don't cost nothing
Singing a song don't cost nothing
How do I spend all this money?
I'd rather just spend time with you

[The strumming continues even if the singing doesn't--which means the little bird keeps moving even as offscreen Greg says,]

I've been calling him Tiny Dancer. The little guy flew down when I was playing my new guitar in Lavender Town and started dancing, just like that. He's been hanging around ever since.