I'm so sick of editing this post. Why can't you guys have a collective intellegence, like the Alien Demon Vampires?

"What were you about to say?" I asked Fooruman as I plucked another flower.
"BY THE POWER OF FOO!" he yelled as he climbed back into his canoe.
"Is that all?'
"Yep."
"Okay. Cast Dispell on the herbs, old man." With his mighty arcane powers, Fooruman broke the STONE-TASTING magic around the herbs. Araches announced that they were now safe to touch, so we grabbed a handful for the road.
I walked back to the flowerbed and picked five more roses for my wonderful companions. After I handed them out there was a very awkward silence, not to mention the strange sexual tension that arose from giving a flower to Fawriel. He coughed nervously and looked away. "Um... thanks... I guess."
"The FooCanoe wants a flower, too!" Fooruman announced. I plucked another flower and dropped it into the canoe in Fooruman's lap. Fooruman nodded, then said, "The FooCanoe wants to know if you'd like to have dinner with it this Friday."
"Would you be coming along?" I asked. The archmage nodded. "No thanks, it would be weird enough without you there."
Feeling the need to change the subject as quickly as possible, I suggested that we go back East. We wrapped ourselves once more in the invisible clothestent ran through the firewall back into town.
"Now Araches," I said as we took off the gigantic invisible battle suit. "What you did to Fooruman was wrong, and you know it. As it says in the Declaration of Uberpendance-"
"Let's make a deal," she said, interrupting my awesome pep talk. "I promise not to kick the FooCanoe again if you promise to shut up."
"Okay!" I replied. "And as a symbol of our trust, I'll let you wear the Cheshire Pendant from now on!"

Strangely, no matter how many times someone magically sets you on fire, it never gets any less painful.

After Fawriel healed my third-degree burns, we went back to the laundromat and addressed the teenage girl at the counter. "Here," I said, handing her a flower. She accepted it without so much as a thank you and put it in a vase on the counter.
I stood on my head for a minute or two. Maybe it was just a side-effect of the blood rushing to my brain, but I could have sworn I heard Alien Demon Vampires approaching...