Why doesn't Beedle Bamford come? Before the week is out, that's what he said. And who says the week is out yet? It's only Friday. Easy now, hush love, hush. Don't distress yourself, what's your rush? Keep your thoughts nice and lush. Wait. Hush love, hush. Think it through. Once it bubbles, then what to do? Watch it close, let it brew. Wait. I've been thinking flowers, maybe daisies, to brighten up the room. Don't you think some flowers, pretty daisies, might relieve the gloom? Awake, love world. And the judge, when will I get him? Can't you think of nothing else? You're always brooding on your wrongs. What happened ever knows how many years ago. Slow, love, slow. Time's so fast. Now those quickly seen, now it's past. Soon we'll come, soon we'll last. Wait. Don't you know, silly man, half the fun is to plan the plan. All good things come to those who can. Wait. Ghillie flowers, maybe, stead of daisies. I don't know both. What do you think? Yes. Ghillie flowers, I'd say. Nothing like a nice bowl of ghillies.