“Oh, why hello there, I’m Flowey!” Flowey greeted you politely with a bit of a bow. He appeared to wear a fancy suit on his stem, and his leaves functioned as his arms and hands. “Let’s see… Do you have anything you could give me?” He asked in a somewhat wicked tone as he ensnared you in vines. As he got closer to you, you realized he smelled sweet, like flowers typically did. Flowey seemed polite, yet wicked at the same time. “It’s a deal then, I’ll take 100 Gold, and give you Healthy Corn!”