"They serve the purpose of changing hydrogen into breathable oxygen, and they’re as necessary here as the air is, on Earth.” "But I still say…they’re flowers.” "If you like." "Do you sell them?" "I’m afraid not." "But, maybe we could make a deal." "What do you mean?" "Oh, you see, you won't have to send them anywhere. I'll pay for them, and then, I'll leave them here, for you." ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------- What kind of deal would they make? Maybe more than a love story
