"Here's the storyboard for the hospital spot, Ms. Harris," the intern said.
She glanced at the sketches, frowning.
"Did you come up with this?" she asked.
"No, I just did what the hospital exec was asking."
"These are daisies," she said.
"So?" the young man asked.
"Pushing up daisies? Is that an association people want to make with a hospital?"
"I don't know. People bring flowers when they're visiting someone in the hospital."
"You really don't know that phrase?" she sighed. "It's a euphemism for dying."
"Oh… wow…" he said.
"I think we need to have a meeting with them."