[McGillis appears distracted in the aftermath, casting his eyes about in search of something else. Didn't those robots say... ah, yes. That must've been it. Lifting his boot, there's a small yet resilient patch growing beneath it, up, up, up.]
There. Now you've no reason to doubt me.
[Their efforts have yielded a single red rose, proof in concept of those earlier claims. McGillis plucks it with a distant smile.]
How romantic. You must've been thinking some truly lovely thoughts, hm?
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There. Now you've no reason to doubt me.
[Their efforts have yielded a single red rose, proof in concept of those earlier claims. McGillis plucks it with a distant smile.]
How romantic. You must've been thinking some truly lovely thoughts, hm?