"Great. So you like 'em? They're my best bunch so don't go sitting on them when you're in this date of yours. Yeah, people give each other flowers, right? So here are some flowers."

They're weeds, Oscar. But this green monster doesn't really know the difference nor does he care. The guy was on some mushy date so he had to be given something, right? Oscar himself hadn't been on many dates because a lot of people didn't like the smell of his trashcan.

"What's this guy like you're dating?"