Clover: Lubomir, you’re just the berry I was looking for. You ready for our speed date?

Lubomir: Sorry, I think I am going to have to take a rain check, ma petite tête de chou. Maybe catch me later?

Clover: Hey-wait! Not again– and he’s already gone.

[heavy sigh]

Clover: Berry… talk about being hot an cold… I just can’t figure this guy out.