[Pearl has been equally unlucky in rounding up these flowers, and is getting pretty frustrated over the whole thing, herself.]
Flowers are not supposed to do this!
[Her voice is strained and shrill. The next thing she knows, a snowball is whizzing past her head, and while Pearl does get some satisfaction from seeing one of the daisies get hit, almost getting hit herself adds to her exasperation, as she watches as the woman who threw the snowball (where did it even come from?) runs past her and to the flower, annoyed.]
flower round up
Flowers are not supposed to do this!
[Her voice is strained and shrill. The next thing she knows, a snowball is whizzing past her head, and while Pearl does get some satisfaction from seeing one of the daisies get hit, almost getting hit herself adds to her exasperation, as she watches as the woman who threw the snowball (where did it even come from?) runs past her and to the flower, annoyed.]
You know, that wasn't exactly careful.