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Covent Garden Flowers, Tuesday

Purple columbine. Cyclamen. Sweetbriar.

Those were the plants Ino had paid for, and then woven into a little crown on top her head. It made her grin because she was the only one who’d even know what the meanings meant.

And Ino was perfectly okay with that. She hummed as she worked, sweeping the floor, and then doing inventory to see what all they had in the store.

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"Hello, Ino," Penelope said when she walked into the flower shop. But then she fell short of speaking further when she took note of the little crown of flowers upon her head.

"Morning, Penelope!" Ino chirped, blinking up from her work and noticing the stare. "Yes?"

"The flowers in your hair..." she began, her smile growing, "...the purple columbine is beautiful."

Her lips quirked.

"Thanks," Ino said, tugging at a stray bit of hair. "Just kinda felt like it today, you know?"

"And the sweetbriar also?" she asked, beginning to wonder at Ino's mood and perhaps, what she was feeling.

Ino wrinkled her nose slightly when she realized she was talking to the only other person who'd probably know what they actually meant.

"All of them," she said, with a sharp little nod.

Penelope nodded. "They're beautiful," she replied. "I actually came in here to see if you could order a specific flower for me, but more than that, I'm glad to see you. How are you?" It was a simple enough question, she thought, not at all intrusive.

Ino had to grin at that, and pointed at her crown. "About like that," she said. "Though my mood is good enough. You?"

A beat.

"And, ooooh, what kind of flower?"

She wasn't sure how to take her grin because the flowers while beautiful, conveyed much. What had she been through recently to warrant such feeling? Penelope did not wish to intrude knowing that Ino would share if she wanted.

"I have been very well, thank you," she replied, smiling. "I went to the dance with Hurley and it was nice."

A slight pause.

"The flower is Helaborasoreantalis," she told her. No one else has heard of it, so she was suspecting that Ino might not either.

That was the beauty of flowers, really. That they had a language all their own.

"I'm glad," she said, "I'm guessing you had a good time? I did, with Ichigo."

Yeah, that flower name got a blink. "Can you spell that," Ino asked, bouncing a bit as she grabbed a notepad. "'Cause I don't know what that is, but it's a flower, so now I want to know."

And maybe, you know, get some. For her garden. Ino was ambitious.

"I did, yes. The dancing was my favorite part. I do not believe I've met your boyfriend. But I am glad you had a good time as well."

Smiling still, she spelled the name of the flower: "H-e-l-a-b-o-r-a-s-o-r-e-a-n-t-a-l-i-s. It is uniquely beautiful. It blooms, even in the winter. Just pops up without any help from anyone."

"He's a bit shy, I think, though he'd deny it." Poor Ichigo. "He works Wednesdays at Coyote Medicine if you ever feel like being adventurous. He's nice." Mild praise there, but whatever.

She scribbled down the name as it was reeled off. "Ooooh," Ino said, studying the word. "I totally want to see that. It sounds lovely." And, okay, Ino just liked the word. "Helaborasoreantalis." Yes, she liked the word.

"I might do that, then," she replied. She had been feeling more and more adventurous as of late.

She beamed at Ino. "Others think it is a long, uncessassary word. Strange perhaps. I think it's beautiful. I've only ever seen it in England, of course, but I would like to see it grown here as well. So perhaps if you can search for it? If that is part of your job description here... I would appreciate it. I'm not certain how to go about it on my own."

"It's an awesome word," she bubbled. And, really, there were other flowers with names nearly as long. "And I'll totally look into it."

Job description, or not.

"I'm sure we can track it down," Ino said doodling little hearts on the paper. "I've got plants from... three different worlds kicking around in my garden, so..."

Her intake of breath was clearly audible. "Three different worlds? Oh my, might I come by to see your garden sometime?"

Ino beamed.

"Anytime you want!" she said, "I've got a lot in my room, but the real garden is out on the school grounds, so that might be a bit boring 'til the plants come up from the winter and, okay, technically I think it's the school's garden? But I did all the work on it, so it's mine as far as I'm concerned."

Ramble: on!

"Yes, please! I would love to see both!" Clasping her hands together in front of her chest gleefully. "I have several terrarium's because I was never allowed to have a garden outdoors, but perhaps you might let me help tend yours when the weather changes?" A beat. "Or I would simply be content to watch, rather than get in your way, if you'd rather."

It was a geek out about flowers. Ino was ridiculously happy.

"Stop by my room sometime this week then? 'Less you're too busy?" A beat. "And I'll want to see what you know before deciding either way," she said honestly, but cheerfully, because when it came to plants Ino was picky. "But I totally have no issues with getting help out in the garden. It's kinda, uh, large." No kidding. "But no one's said anything 'bout it being too big, so I think we're good with the administration still."

"That is very fair of you, Ino, thank you," she replied. And hopefully she would be able to surprise Ino with how much she did know. She had nothing to do growing up, but to learn. "I will certainly stop by your room. I'm am never too busy," she grinned a little shyly. "I think you might know that, though."

She probably would, but the motions had to be gone through.

"I might've guessed," she admitted. "But it's nice to see you're out and about--you've been doing that a bit more? Do Thursday or Friday work for you at all?"

"I have, yes. I take myself to the rec room to play the piano quite a bit here lately. I enjoy it almost as much as I do my plants and flowers. If you see Hurley anytime soon, ask about the flowering bonsai I bought for him. It's quite lovely," she said, then nodded. "Either one suits me perfectly as I have to work tomorrow."

"I don't play an instrument," unless you counted peoples' emotions, and then yes, she did, "but I'd love to hear you play sometime, if you don't mind an audience who knows nothing 'bout music. I'll definitely make a point of asking him 'bout it."

A beat.

"Thursday afternoon then, I'll expect you," she said, grinning. "So that Friday is free."

"I wouldn't mind, at all. Others have come to listen to me play and I'm in music club, so I've gotten used to it."

She nodded, smiled. "Thursday it is!" Though she had nothing at all planned for Friday. But it was only Tuesday, wasn't it?

"I'll see you then, and thank you again for checking into that flower for me."

"I didn't know that either," she commented. Music tended to go over Ino's head if it required any effort more than 'turn on the radio', honestly. "But yay! And I'll have to stop by, totally."

Well, technically, neither did Ino have anything planned for Friday, but there was plenty of time to fix that. "Not a problem," Ino chirped, because she definitely had an ulterior motive for finding a flower with a name like that, "and you have a good day, yeah?"

"You too, Ino!" Penelope waved cheerfully before she headed out, her step light.

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