FLOWER: (thinking) God, it's so GOT out here. Why did I even come UP?
A bee flies toward the flower. FLOWER: (thinking) It was so nice just being a BULB all winter. Sitting underground. Nice and cool.
The bee lads on the flower. FLOWER: (thinking) Oh God, what is THIS?! Now this bee is LICKING ME?! AUGH! GROSS!!!
FLOWER: (thinking) Oh wait... I'm kind of into it.
