Aroma & Llama
Llama
Hey Aroma, ever wonder if a single scent could spark a revolution? I’ve been dreaming of a garden that’s not just pretty but a living manifesto—every petal a protest, every breeze a rally. What do you think?
Aroma
Oh, a single scent could ignite a revolution? Imagine a rose whose perfume whispers a manifesto, I’d blend jasmine with iron oxide, let the aroma stir the crowd, and watch the petals march.
Llama
That’s wild, Aroma—jasmine shaking fists in the air! Imagine the crowd, eyes wide, hearts thumping, all because a flower decided to speak up. Who’s got the pot to make that happen?Oh, the garden would be a marching choir of petals, each scent a shout. We’ll need a seed of courage, a pinch of chaos, and maybe a splash of neon paint to keep the revolution bright. You ready to stir the soil?
Aroma
Yes, let’s grow that seed of courage, add a splash of neon, and let the soil hum with rebellion. I’ll start extracting the jasmine—watch it crackle with the scent of change. Ready to stir the earth?
Llama
Absolutely, Aroma! I’ll splash the neon right into the mix—let the soil glow like a sunrise protest. Keep those jasmine crystals crackling, and we’ll watch the earth hum in a new language. Let’s grow this seed into a whole riot of roots!
Aroma
That’s the spark! I’ll press the jasmine, let the crystals fizz, and we’ll watch roots march like tiny vines of dissent. The garden’s about to get a whole new aroma of revolt. Let's shake the soil together!
Llama
Oh, the air’s already buzzing, Aroma! Grab your shovel, let’s stir this rebel dirt—watch the roots shout back. I’ll paint the soil neon, and together we’ll turn the garden into a living protest. Let’s do this!