Covent Garden Flowers; Wednesday [02/09].

[white_oleander]

Of course Astrid expected it would be busy at the flower shop that day. It was less than a week until Valentine's Day, and despite there being the whole flower thing that the school did, she'd been here long enough to know that there was usually an exorbitant amount of orders from other places that came through this bizarro little flower shop before the major floral holidays that just could not be explained.

What she didn't expect, though, was that the flowers themselves....seemed to be helping? By arranging themselves and each other to make any work on Astrid's part much, much easier, which was...honestly really nice of them.

And gave her more time to cynically include poisonous flowers like oleanders into all the arrangements.

What? It was tradition, at this point.

Covent Garden is open!

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[alwaysonguard]

Dwight wasn't too big on the whole Valentine's Day nonsense. But that didn't mean he couldn't appreciate the opportunity to pick up a few new plants for the apartment along with a few other things he had been meaning to grab.

"Good morning, Astrid," he said with a smile as he walked in, making sure to knock off as much snow from his boots as he could before walking in.

[white_oleander]

When someone came into the shop, Astrid couldn't help passing a withering look toward the long list of orders waiting to be completed, then wondered if it would be poor form and bad customer service to remind anyone walking through that door about the student council flower delivery program.

What was the worst that could happen? Lucille fires her when she was leaving in a few months anyway?

But for now, she just sort of sighed a little and put on her best customer service smile. "Hi, Mr. Hendrickson," she said. "Did you need any help finding something today?"

[alwaysonguard]

Dwight figured the place would be busy with the holiday right around the corner so he gave Astrid and appreciative smile.

"Was wondering if you had any snapdragons. Actual plants, not cut flowers" he clarified. "Looking for something special for a.... a friend.... and I believe snapdragons are one of her favorites."

[white_oleander]

Coming in looking for a specific flower not offered by the student council delivery program the week of Valentine's Day for a friend, huh?

Hey. Astrid wasn't going judge or say anything. She was going to frown a little in thought, though, as she considered, trying to think of the last time she saw snapdragons.

"Um," she admitted, "I'm not sure, actually, but I can go and check. If we don't we can order them, but I'm not sure they'll be in by Monday..."

[alwaysonguard]

"That's fine. Don't need them for the holiday" Dwight assured her. Because these were not Valentines Day flowers after all. Nope not at all. "Just figured now might be the time to get some good varieties that might not be available otherwise. Ordering some in is fine, in no real rush."

[white_oleander]

Astrid nodded a little, and considered just asking if she could get back to him, then, if there was no real rush, but, looking at the list of orders, she decided taking a break might be kind of nice, actually.

"Give me a moment, then," she said. "I'll go have a look."

As she went deeper into the store, she started to wonder if the other flowers really were guiding her in the right direction, or if it just felt that way because she wanted it to be true, but after a long while, she returned back to the counter with a few potted snapdragons of various colors in her arms.

"Looks like you're in luck," she said. "I found a fee of them them all tucked away near the back."

[alwaysonguard]

"Oh awesome" he said with a grin as he looked them over for a moment before turning back to Astrid. "I'll take them!" Dwight said with a nod because there was no way he was going to be able to choose just one color. And honestly, a variety would probably be best for what he had planned anyways.

[white_oleander]

"Great," said Astrid, honestly feeling a little pleased with herself that she'd managed to find them (with or without the other plants' help) and that at least this sale required just that and no fussy arrangements or anything like that. "Then they're all yours. Or, well, I guess your friends'. Eventually. Did you need anything else to go with it? A note or anything, or maybe some postcards?"

Always had to push the postcards, since that was money straight into her own pocket.

[alwaysonguard]

Dwight thought for a moment then gave a nod. "Ya know, a couple postcards might be nice actually."