- Moz guess what...-*appears from nowhere and comes closer to Morrissey*.
- What?- *keeps reading his Oscar's Wilde book*.
- I bring some gladiolis for ya.- *giving him the lovely bouquet of flower with a big smile*.
- Oh Johnny, you'll never assume I've got enough from you and still here you are...- *sending him the look*.
-Uh, I just couldn't...you deserve so much more (I wish you now pay me your full attention, you prick).- *sheepisly looking back*.
