Words of the Constant
I'm afraid it won't give up without a fight.
What shall I cook up with this?
I'll whip it up tout de suite!
It's like a living gelatin... but it lacks the sweetness.
This is its essence.
How alluring.
Growing meat from the ground? Now I've seen it all...
A traditional Scandinavian holiday recipe.
Chemistry is just fancy cooking, non?
Are you certain that whatever you put in there will come back?
Très mal, indeed.
I'm sure I could find a use for this.
"Alouette, je te plumerai."
This fabric is light as a feather!
Free him!
Have I discovered a new root vegetable?!
What an otherworldly flavor!
How chatty you are, hm, bébé?
Could use... an explanation...
I could always use more fresh veg.
The texture is exceptionally comforting.
A blank map. Full of potential.
Would make a nice counter top.
I don't think this bean is edible.
Just a petite marble bébé.
I wonder how many counter tops I could get out of this...
If marble beans can grow, maybe they can be eaten.
How supremely unnatural!
It burns like any other bush.
Burned to ash.
A prickly customer.
Not sure I want to do that again.
I wonder if it is edible.
You will not be missed.
The wood gives off a unique aroma when burned.
There. Now you cannot prick anyone.
I am ever so glad I'm not a tree hugger.
The secret is to use a whole stick of butter.
A coincidence, I'm sure.
Ooh. Powerful.
This belonged to a hard worker.
Is it time for a masquerade?
Is it time for a masquerade?
Is it time for a masquerade?
Quel dommage, it is broken!
Is it time for a masquerade?
Bouffon.
Is it time for a masquerade?
Is it time for a masquerade?
She looks like someone who gets her way.