"Shall we tell him, girls?" The one on the left asks. "Well shall we?" "Shall we?" "Shall we?" "Shall we?" they then nod. "Like I said," the one behind you answers. "An old trick of mine. That pollen was a powerful hallucinogen coded  to my genetics so more of me appears to be here. How do you like it? Please, be honest. I  want to write your reaction down for later."