tambourine noises, as he walks in—as if levitating—and chants in a language that has never before been uttered, clad in a yellow robe and armed with naught but a bouquet of flowers, and he's also barefoot.

Baa-baa-bee-bee-tah-see-ah-abba-baa-baa-bee-bee-boo-bagee-baa-hee-baa-agee-baa-haa-aha-bababibibibibee…

gives you a slightly glazed (but enraptured) look and presents you with a bouquet.

Flowergram from the Baa Baa.