She heard him leave, but the flower had moved again, as if it was wavering. Was it trying to call out to its partner? Or was it just moving on the breeze? Or was it possible that it was about to succumb to her awesome superiority? Anything was possible. She squinted at the flower, trying to intensify her abilities, to intimidate the flower into blinking first. Unfortunately she misjudged just how much to squint and accidentally blinked. “Gyah!” She cried. “Best three out of five!”
Fin