"Sounds like. Or at least similar plants. Maybe your lilies have eighteen sexes."

"...I don't think plants have sexes the way animals do."

"Some of them do. Well, not the same way, but kind of."

"I'll take your word for it."

Aurin looks in his empty glass. "I should probably go. I'm meeting somebody for dinner."

"Oh, who?"

"Old friend who's in town for the week."

"Well, have fun."