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[fortune_sought]

[the CAT activates, seemingly by itself, to show Sophie Smith tending her flower shop. at the moment, she is arranging flowers in the front window, mumbling to herself as she does so. occasionally, she glances up to peer through the window--painted with the curly-lettered message "H. JENKINS FRESH FLOWERS DAILY"--to see if any customers might be coming]

[a voice drifts through the air, saying with a thick Welsh accent:] "If you were expecting an ultraviolet violet or an infra-red geranium, you got it wrong, Mrs. Mad Scientist."

[Sophie jumps at the voice. an expression of worry crosses her face for a moment--and then it passes. she goes back to her work as though nothing has happened, mumbling cheerfully as she puts a final sprig of Baby's Breath into a pot teeming with strange, navy blue roses]

[ooc: Sophie has assumed her resident persona for the current plot.]

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[bonnypiperlad]

Aye, well, I thought I might get some flowers for a...friend.

[A friend down at the malt shop who he might possibly have his eye on, that is.]

What would ye recommend?

[fortune_sought]

[she just smiles, though she has an inkling what he might mean by "friend"] Did you have a particular message in mind? Or a colour?

[bonnypiperlad]

[Oh, there was a message, but he's not entirely sure how to translate it into flower-ese.]

Ah...we're supposed to be spending some time together at the festival. And she's very pretty, so something for that?

[fortune_sought]

[she nods, understanding] Then the flowers will have to suit her. What does she look like? And do you know any colours she's fond of?

[bonnypiperlad]

[Rather than launch into a description straight off, he winds up chewing on his lower lip, debating if he should even bother. Once he does, she'll likely know who he's talking about anyway, so he might as well just say it.]

It's wee Janet, the one waitress at the Malt Shop. I'm not sure about the colours, though. Do ye think pink might work?

[fortune_sought]

Janet? [she frowns, trying to think of who he means] Oh! Yes, I think pink would do nicely. Were you considering roses? [she steps over to a display, indicating a pot of roses of various colours]

[bonnypiperlad]

[He looks at the roses, which are very pretty, but after a moment he shakes his head.]

Roses seem more...formal, if ye understand what I'm saying. I'm not so sure we're ready for those yet. I was thinking something more like ones ye might find if you're out in a field. Wildflowers, aye?

[fortune_sought]

Oh! Then perhaps wild roses. Or orchids. Or aster, maybe... [she puts a hand to her chin thoughtfully] Here, let me show you. [and she goes to several displays, picking a bloom from each and bringing them over to a counter so that he can see them all at the same time] Would any of these do?

[bonnypiperlad]

Hm. [His eyes travel back and forth over the choices, finally settling on the aster, and he points to it.]

This one, I think. Would all pink be too much with those, though?

[fortune_sought]

Good choice. [she smiles, but she considers his question] Well, you could always add a few of an accent flower to the bouquet. With pink, I would recommend white. Or perhaps purple, if you'd like it a bit more colourful.

[bonnypiperlad]

[Jamie considers this for a moment, but can't quite decide which way to go. This flower business is tricky. Eventually, though, he manages to comes up with another question.]

What about both? Won't they all work together anyway?

[fortune_sought]

Hmmm... Yes, they would do. You never want your accent flowers to overpower your main flowers, but I think with a few small ones... [and she bustles about the shop a bit, gathering a bouquet of aster and a few smaller flowers to offset it. she also grabs an empty pot and arranges the results in it] There. What do you think?

[bonnypiperlad]

[A broad smile appears on his face as he sees the final result.]

Hey, that looks bonny. I think that'll do just fine. What do I owe ye for these?

[fortune_sought]

I'm glad! [she offers a fair price] Let me wrap them for you. [and she gathers the bouquet so she can put it in paper]

[bonnypiperlad]

Oh, thank ye very much.

[He fishes the appropriate amount out of his sporran while she wraps up the flowers.]

I'm glad you're here. Otherwise I likely would've had to try and sneak some flowers out of the gardens, and I'd not imagine that working out very well.

[fortune_sought]

[she wraps the bottom of the bouquet expertly in paper, offering it to him. but she snorts at that plan] Then I'm sure you'll be glad to hear that Jenkins' will be here for many years to come. Good luck at the festival.

[bonnypiperlad]

[For the briefest of moments, Jamie grins.] Good to know, but thank ye all the same. I'll see ye later, Sophie.

[Taking the flowers, he gives her a little wave and heads out of the shop.]