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Post by Thumbelina/Holly Short on May 17, 2012 17:37:49 GMT -5
She noticed him fluster and smiled.
“Oh, sorry what kind of flowers does he like?” Standing from the counter she approached him.
“There is no reason to be embarrassed but if you are shy I can get them delivered for you?” For a moment she wondered if he was that kind of man but he looked to straight forward for that. Then again she had been wrong before.
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Post by pengvienman on May 17, 2012 17:43:18 GMT -5
Leroy glared at her after the comment but decided to give up on the act. He sighed and looked around. "They are for someone. But I think I'll to do it myself, sister." He walked around the shop a bit, taking a glance around.
Upon looking at all the arrangements of flowers he ultimately realized he was out of his element. Not a lot of flower names came to his mind. "Uh...I guess she'll like something...red, I guess."
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Post by Thumbelina/Holly Short on May 17, 2012 17:58:02 GMT -5
“Ok so what are you trying to say to her? A red camellia means ‘you’re a flame in my heart’ or a red carnation means ‘my heart aches for you.’ What is it you want to say without words?” She asked surprising herself with how poetic it sounded.
‘Ugh I’ve been reading too many valentines messages on the flowers.’ She thought dryly.
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Post by pengvienman on May 17, 2012 18:07:14 GMT -5
"Without words?" Leroy stood there, deep in thought as he tried his best to come up with something sophisticated. "Alright, how about this: ''Even though you're a nun you're still pretty hot'?" He shrug his shoulders, thinking that was the best he could come up with.
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Post by Thumbelina/Holly Short on May 17, 2012 18:21:05 GMT -5
“Hmmm… not sure that’ll fly with a nun…” She paused and tapped her chin as she thought. “okay, for a nun how about…” She moved and plucked the flowers as she spoke.
“Orange blossom for innocence, lily of the valley for sweetness, white heather means wishes do come true, gladioli means give me a break and… gardenia-” She turned and showed him her selection. “-it means your lovely and secret love.” She winked at the last part.
“Or does that sound a little much?”
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Post by pengvienman on May 17, 2012 18:27:30 GMT -5
"No," Leroy actually cracked a smile, a rare occurrence for him. Seems finding someone has started to soften him up bit by bit, although still obviously rough around the edges. "No that sounds perfect. I'll take it!"
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Post by Thumbelina/Holly Short on May 18, 2012 5:25:24 GMT -5
Beaming Holly took the flowers to the counter, arranged, trimmed and wrapped them.
“Would you like to put in a message card?” She asked as she pulled out different coloured message cards.
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Post by pengvienman on May 18, 2012 15:38:01 GMT -5
"A message?" Leroy asked as he followed Holly to the counter. He hadn't accounted for this, he simply wanted to get some flowers. "I wouldn't know what to say."
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Post by Thumbelina/Holly Short on May 18, 2012 15:45:18 GMT -5
“Well, if you’re not sure we can keep it simple.” In her best flowery script she wrote; ‘for a special lady.’
“How’s that?”
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Post by pengvienman on May 18, 2012 16:17:28 GMT -5
"Sounds great to me! She is pretty special after all." Leroy smiled again, but realized he was showing his sensitive side...and he couldn't have that. He coughed and pulled out his wallet. "So how much is this gonna run me, sister?"
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Post by Thumbelina/Holly Short on May 19, 2012 9:54:34 GMT -5
Holly smiled at his description, he seemed to be very fond of this young lady.
“How about a nice round fifteen?” She rang up the till as she pushed her glasses back up her nose.
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Post by pengvienman on May 19, 2012 15:32:41 GMT -5
Leroy reached into his wallet and pulled out a crisp twenty and set it on the counter for her. He took a look at the flowers again. "I hope she likes 'em, I've never really done anything like this before."
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Post by Thumbelina/Holly Short on May 19, 2012 15:54:27 GMT -5
“I’m sure that she will be thrilled.” Holly chimed as she pulled out his change from the register. After the receipt came through she handed him the change and smiled.
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Post by pengvienman on May 19, 2012 17:12:38 GMT -5
"Well I guess if anyone would know it'd be you, sister." Leroy grabbed the change and receipt. "I don't usually say this, but uh...thanks." He coughed again and grabbed the flowers before heading to the door. He smiled nervously at her before leaving the shop, flowers in hand.
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Post by Thumbelina/Holly Short on May 20, 2012 8:02:00 GMT -5
Holly practically skipped to the counter with glee, another -well he seemed happy enough- customer. Pushing her glasses back up her nose as she sat down she pulled out the once discarded book from under the counter.
‘Now where was I? Ah! Here we are; A walnut-shell, elegantly polished, served her for a cradle; her bed was formed of blue violet-leaves, with a rose-leaf for a counterpane…’
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