It's awful, isn't it?

[he says this so happily, because that was the point. the most hideous sweater he ever managed to find, a hand-me-down through a friend who could not understand why he was so pumped to wear it.]

But...this is really nice of you. Thanks, seriously.

[taking the poinsettias first, he gives them to the person behind the desk, and then he takes the rosemary.]

Just what we needed over here. Knew something was missing, but I couldn't put my finger on it.