Ilpholin's Office - Stu
There isn't even a knock. Just a slam as Stu, the walking, talking flower kicks the door open.
"Better lock up your daughters, better lock up your wives, ba-bie cause Stu's here to make them feel special. Also to do that silly paperwork nonsense."
Ilpholin just blinks, looking up from the papers she was examining. "I take it you're here for an interview?"
"You're the interviewer? Man, if I knew that, I would have come here sooner. Feel free to ask me anything. And I do mean... anything."
Ilpholin says, staring at Stu incredulously as she slides a form over the desk.
Stu's finger changes into a pen and he fills out the form with surprising deftness for a flower that's never written anything before in his life.
Stu's not really sure if being watered is a double entendre or not, but decided it was worth the extra mile to act like it is. There's no way this buxom babe could resist his wit now. Heh heh heh... might as well clear off the desk now. Which is what Stu does, sending things flying with a sweep.
"What the hell are you doing?!"
Ilpholin shouts not even having a chance to read the form.
"Oh. Uh... thought I'd... just clear the way for our interview."
Stu says, hopping up to sit on the desk, leaning forward and destroying any concept of personal space.
"Ok. Ok, that's enough."
Ilpholin says, tossing the form aside and fluttering her eyes at Stu. "I'm guessing you only came here for one thing."
"And with such a special specimen as you... I need to deal with you... thoroughly..."
Ilpholin runs a finger gently down Stu's petals. "I can show you new heights you've never seen before. Would you like me to rock your world?"
The next sounds that can be heard from Ilpholin's office are screams... of pure absolute terror as Stu gets thrown bodily throw the walls and ceiling with such force that he goes through them like they were paper. He gets several stories high outside before gravity kicks and he falls right into the...