Here's another speech you wish I'd swallow: you can offer me a penny for my thoughts, but they're not worth a damn, they're not worth a lot. I'll never glow the way that you glow, but what I lack for guts and blood, I make up for in dreams. There's just this human heart, built with this human flaw, except there's been a modification of multi-colored rainbow threads.

And when I choose my color, it will be razzle dazzle rose...