"You look a bit damp," I added, changing the subject. "Was it raining when you were out?"
"A little, but I didn't mind. I was saying good night to the flowers."
"Oh, you say good night to them, too?"
"Of course. their poor little feelings would be so hurt if I didn't."
(from Jeeves and the Tie That Binds, by Sir Pelham Wodehouse)