How dare you come 'round here complimenting my visage after what you did! Why, you - you - uh... Well, when I remember what it was I'm so mad at you about, you're gonna get it!

And take this lily, honey, ya stink.

[she proffers the flower she was smelling, even though she totally didn't smell Weatherwax first to check if she actually did smell. But maybe she'll sniff a bit first just so she'll have an excuse to say P-U! or something. Oh, wait actually, she's rather minty fresh. What is this feeling.]