Noooo, no, no, see, if I agree to that I'll get a reputation as the lady with the boat fetish. [Saxsice snorts, reaching to pluck another flower off a bush and stick it in her hair.] Hey, what color's this by the way?

[Then she frowns, hands on her hips.] Soooo you're doin' it for your folks? Not cause you wanna?