"How'dya do, Palmer! Pleasure to meet you, son, an absolute pleasure!" Hey, at least Palmer gets to keep his personal space, for the time being.
"Yeah? Is that so? Well what kind of plants, son? Roses? Potatoes? Tomatoes? The devil's grass? Sure is a lot of stuff to sell when you go into the plant business, which is it?"
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"Yeah? Is that so? Well what kind of plants, son? Roses? Potatoes? Tomatoes? The devil's grass? Sure is a lot of stuff to sell when you go into the plant business, which is it?"