Singing.

"Oh, da-doo~ I was walkin' in the wholesale flower district one day!"

"Shoop da-doo~! And I passed by this place where this - oh, yanno, we're just gonna skip that line."

"He sometimes sells me weird and exotic cuttings~ Snip da-doo!"

"Uh, because he knows, you see, that, that strange plants are my hobby~!"

"Da da da da da da-doo~! He didn't have anything unusual there that day!"

"Nope, da-doo~ So I was, ya know, just, just gonna walk on by!"

"Good for youuuuuu~!" He takes a moment in the midst of it all to snap his fingers, singing in the tone of almost a barbershop quartet (of one), before leaping away again.

"When suddenly and without warning, there was this, TO-TAL ECLIPSE OF THE - OOF!"

Hank let out a grunt when a tendril smacked him directly into a building, recovering enough to bounce right back into action. "Not a Little Shop fan, huh? Well, that's all right. I'm more a fan of one of the other songs, anyway."

"They say the meek shall inherit, you know the book doesn't lie, it's not a question of merit - da da da da daaaah, no way, forget it It's much too dangerous to keep that plant aliiiiiiive!"

With one last dive, Hank tumbled into the back of the truck he'd spotted, just missing the WHUMP of an oversized and very thorny, lethal looking limb that was just a hair away from turning him into a beastly pancake. He searched for a moment, the picture of controlled frantic, before finding a tank and grinning, cranking the top hard.

"No, no, you've got no alternative, Seymour, old boy, though it means you'll be broke again and unemployed, it's the only solution, it can't be avoided!"

"The vegetable must be destroyed!"

With an almighty pitch, the tank went sailing through the air and landed directly in the creature's mouth, taking just one pregnant moment to explode - in a shower of medical liquid nitrogen, causing it to shriek and spasm, right before Hank got to lobbing more and more tanks of nitrogen, freezing it into shocked hibernation, the almighty creature stuck in a beautiful icy tableau.

"Yanno, it's a shame we missed the winter season. Just a few weeks ago, they'da paid to keep you and move you to the Rockefeller Center. Heh!"

Whistling merrily as he made his way past the creature, Hank gave Skye a wink as he took his jacket back.

"You know what they say. Don't feed the plants!"