Dood!

...Hm? [There's the rustle of plastic-like bags as Walter shifts what he's holding.] What are you?

Prinny, dood! Delivery!

[More shuffling of stuff as a bouquet of flowers is thrust into Walter's chest.] Flowers?

Flowers, dood.

What the hell am I supposed to do with-- Hey, where do you think you're going? Take these back!

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