Branch, "No scrapbooking!" Poppy, "Can I do your face?" Branch, "No." Poppy, "I want to make that rock you call a brain of yours, a cotton cloud. Just let me get to your brain, and I'll fix that. Just give me some felt as well. Your eyes will be full of color." Branch, "No thanks." Poppy, "Why?" Branch, "You can't be trusted with that face. Your eyes, just creep me out!" Poppy, "Hehehehe!"