Eventually, after staring at all the paintings she stared at whilst coming, once again. Flower soon arrived back at the living room. She couldn't understand why the living room always radiates this strange aura, as though it was a sacred place which she shouldn't enter, and which she shouldn't be allowed to walk around anyhow she likes. She thought that perhaps she just wasn't used to so much luxury and that's why she was always feeling that way. And anyways the living room was just too large and huge, appearing like a giant about to swallow her, not to talk of the paintings which were three times her size and height. Of course it's supposed to appear sacred and scary.