[Flowey pops up in the general vicinity of wherever Alastor is at.]

Golly, you're back! Little old me was starting to get a little worried you had Fallen Down. I was starting to wonder if demons like you COULD Fall Down!

Don't worry, I picked up the radio slack while you snoozed on the job. But what was that part about the artwork? What happened?

[Flowey looks as if he's completely clueless with absolutely no microexpressions to indicate he knows what happened.]