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Covent Garden Flowers, Tuesday

Music? Check!

A totally cute blonde counter minion? Check!

Notebooks and flowers and singing and massive multi-tasking? Absolutely!

It was just another day as usual and that was fine with Ino.

Covent Garden Flowers

Vida Boheme, prop.
Fresh flowers from nosegays to bouquets!
Delivery available upon request.

Covent Garden Flowers is Open.

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If you'd like!

"What's up, my favorite tiny ninja?" Hannibal wondered, wandering into the flower shop because he had a free day and it felt like a day to go into town.

She pouted at him, eyes sparkling with amusement.

"I'm not as tiny as I used to be!"

She'd grown! An inch and a bit!

Okay, so she was still tiny. Shush.

"And that's why I didn't say tiniest ninja," he pointed out, snickering. "Hey, the best things often come in small packages, right? True for you too!"

Ino stuck her tongue out at him.

"I think," she declared loftily, "that I need a hug to get over that dreadful horrible terrible insult to my stature."

"A hug already?" he asked, sighing as if he was incredibly put upon. "I'm gonna start charging you for these."

No, he wasn't.

"You can charge me in hugs," she suggested helpfully. "And then it's hugs for all!"

"Sneaky," he laughed, motioning her closer. "Come on, I gotta start paying up, don't I? Gotta come closer to get a hug."

She bounced and then went over the counter because going around the counter was, clearly, too much work.

And then, well, Hannibal was getting wee ninja arms flung around himself, if he didn't move.

"I win!" she declared, beaming. "Totally sneaky!"

He didn't move so wee ninja arms getting around him was happening and he was returning the embrace with a laugh.

"What do you win?" he laughed, shaking his head. "More hugs?"

"...Yes," she said solemnly, and grinning up hopefully. "And maybe chocolate?"

Ino lived in hope here.

"I've got some gum on me," he said and laughed. "If I carried chocolate around, it'd be melted and gross. It's too hot for that."

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"Way to crush my spirits," she said, with a sigh that was entirely faked as she let him go and stepped back. "Evil."

"How was I supposed to know you wanted chocolate this morning?" he wondered. "I'm not psychic!"

"I always want chocolate," she teased. Well, except after the chocolate rain. She hadn't wanted it then. "But I suppose I ought to thank you for lookin' out for my health with your oversight."

"Yeah, chocolate'll go right to your hips and then you'll be blaming me when that happens," he replied with a nod. "And all because I was trying to be nice and give you chocolate!"

"Fine fine," she sighed and did nothing to hide her grin. "I'll forgive you, this time. What've you been up to, oh health conscious one?"

"Not much," he said, shaking his head. "Working at the bar, entertaining the masses, sleeping a lot, tanning. It's a tough, tough life, I'll say."

"I keep meaning to visit you," she said, wrinkling her nose. "And then not. I'm an awful tease."

"You are," he agreed with a grin. "Leaving me all by my lonesome with Tino. That means I have to listen to his stories and his stories are scary."

"You could make a book out of your adventures in bartending," she laughed. "Include chapters about Tino and his insanity?"

"That's too much work," he said and made a face. "Can you see me sitting still long enough to write a book?"

"You could dictate it," she said instantly. "While you're doin' other things. Just keep talkin'. You could do that."

I want a nap omigod.

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