"Thanks for the offer, Glory. If you have any spare flowers, leave them outside the basement. I'll pick them up.", he said, and almost gasped. He just held a conversation. He was so proud, he almost took out the champagne. And it was somebody that should hate him. At this rate, he would cure cancer. Then he remembered. Manners,

"Hey, I am an experienced sociable person", he said in a cringeworthy manner. He pulled out a bottle of green fluid. "This is some fertilizer I cooked up. It should work, but be careful not to let it around small children or animals.". He got up soon after giving her the bottle

He turned towards Mithias, smiling. "Well, looks like Walter Mitty finally decided to show his face after 100 years.", he laughed. "I still have the keepsake from Baphomet or whatever his name was.", he said pointing to his scar. "I also need to talk to you about something", Atlas said while grimacing. He gestured towards the book he had been reading.