You're Late, Merle. That's Not What You Sound Like

Merle is late for her final presentation in Botany. She looks around to see if she sees any familiar faces, and the only one that you see in the front of the class is Lucretia. You're kind of late and you recognize your potted plant kind of sitting next to Lucretia who's working on a nice orchid. Merle: "I want very white music for mine"