“I guess the bee got a little too dizzy from the flower’s scent and forgot to be careful with the pollen.” Oh my goodness. Did I really just say that? My hand reaches for the glass of water on the table, and I practically bury my face in it. I swear I have never been drinking so slowly in my life. Maybe I’ll get lucky, and the ice cubes will melt, so I can keep sipping a little longer. Uh-oh, Julia! 👀 That response was anything *but* professional. 😅 What’s got her all flustered over a…
