"Little shrimpy!" called Floyd's voice, resonating with palpable emotion. "What does this mean? Why him and not me? How could he attract you?!" He lamented, ablaze with the fires of jealousy, hurling objects in his turmoil. "What has he presented you with? Flowers?! Accept flowers from me!" He flung the bouquet past you. "Candies?! Accept candies from me!" He cast a box of confections against the wall. "Why him and not me?! Am I not better?"