This episode is a real tear-jerker, or what audiences in 1940s Britain used to call a "weepie," which is a reference to the weeping sores that afflicted most Britons at the time, along with rickets, scurvy, and optional teeth. In the above sequence love blossoms and is then cruelly thwarted. However, as I've noted elsewhere, "It is better to have loved and lost than to risk yet another restraining order." In the next episode our plucky little hero, the innocent red chilli pepper, turns to the consolations of philosophy. Coming soon.