You're like a flower, Jolyne.

Uh, how come?

You smell really good...

That's why I can't help but want to kiss you!

But I'm a pitiful bee, which is too afraid to sip the nectar of the flower before my eyes.

Why do you hesitate?

That bee is afraid, that it will drown, you know, Honey. "to drown" can be translated as "to lose one's head over something"

Why, she just can fly away.

However, to call me a flower doesn't feel right, you know...

When, what would you like?

Mhm...