<h3>Ray: May I come in？...... </h3><h3>Hey, spacemen!</h3><h3><br></h3><h3><br></h3><h3>Lucy:Are you addressing me?</h3><h3><br></h3><h3><br></h3><h3><br></h3><h3>Ray:Yes,but you're a...</h3><h3><br></h3><h3><br></h3><h3><br></h3><h3>Lucy:Go on.</h3><h3><br></h3><h3><br></h3><h3><br></h3><h3>Ray:You are a girl, and you're selling flowers, too.</h3><h3><br></h3><h3><br></h3><h3><br></h3><h3>Lucy:There are no flowers there,these are diaspora.</h3><h3><br></h3><h3><br></h3><h3><br></h3><h3><br></h3><h3>Ray:Even with a name like that,they're flowers.</h3><h3><br></h3><h3><br></h3><h3><br></h3><h3><br></h3><h3>Lucy:They serve the purpose of changing hydrogen into breathable oxygen, and they're necessary here as the air is,on Earth.</h3><h3><br></h3><h3><br></h3><h3><br></h3><h3><br></h3><h3>Ray:But I still say...They're flowers.</h3><h3><br></h3><h3><br></h3><h3><br></h3><h3><br></h3><h3>Lucy:If you like.</h3><h3><br></h3><h3><br></h3><h3><br></h3><h3>Ray:Do you sell them?</h3><h3><br></h3><h3><br></h3><h3><br></h3><h3>Lucy:I am afraid not.</h3><h3><br></h3><h3><br></h3><h3><br></h3><h3>Ray:But, maybe we could make a deal.</h3><h3><br></h3><h3><br></h3><h3><br></h3><h3>Lucy:What do you mean?</h3><h3><br></h3><h3><br></h3><h3><br></h3><h3>Ray:Oh you see, you won't have to send them anywhere. I'll pay for them. But then,I'll leave them here, for you.</h3>