Mom, let's see. Daisies, check. Daffodils, check. Oh, you did it, Ruby, you got your final badge. I'm so proud of my girl. I'm planning to get my sapphire pen. That's great. I only need a few more daisies. Wait, I know I promise not to help, but I can't risk you touching that meddlesome Myrtle, so I picked these for you. Like your flowers? I know, aren't they lovely? What? Look, there's the red rash. And the itching. Oh my bailiwick, you're going to blow up your head. What the fuck?