Kel: We need to distract these guys.
Sunny: Leave it to me.
Sunny: Centaurs have six limbs and are therefore insects. Discuss.
Basil and Aubrey: *immediately begin arguing*
Basil: *working in a flower shop and minding their own business*
Sunny, storming into the store and slapping $20 on the counter: HOW DO I PASSIVE-AGGRESSIVELY SAY "FUCK YOU" IN FLOWER???
Basil: Wow. I keep stepping on a lot of crunchy twigs.
Kel: Those are bones, Basil.
Basil: *looks straight up* Not if I never look down.
Aubrey: Enough! How dare you mock me in such a manner!?
Kel: Well. How would you like me to mock you? I take requests.
Sunny: Do you need help getting up?
Mari: Nah, I'm cool down here on the floor.
Basil: *raises eyebrows*
Sunny: Put those back down!
Basil: Dandelions symbolize everything I want to be in life.
Sunny: Fluffy and dead with a gust of wind?
Basil: Unapologetic. Hard to kill. Feral, filled with sunlight, bright, beautiful in a way that the conventional and controlling hate but cannot ever fully destroy. Stubborn. Happy. Bastardous. Friends with bees. Highly disapproving of lawns. Full of wishes that will be carried far after I die.
Mari: Edible.