fandomtownies | Monday: Covent Garden Flowers

Nell was here and since she'd had a better night's sleep she was feeling a bit more chipper. Though if she continued getting phone calls with ridiculous requests her cheerfullness was certainly going to be harder to maintain.

"No," she said to the person on the other end of the phone. "I do not have a 'secret stash' of fireworks that I can sell you if you buy a bouquet of roses. ... No, the type of flowers doesn't matter. ... Sir, I do not sell fireworks - no, I don't give them away either. ... Sir, I can assure you that if you'un show up in person you will not only leave without fireworks, you will also leave with a strong appreciation for why you don't mess with an annoyed widder woman! Good day!"

Best thing about landlines. Being able to slam the phone down.

Though it did startle the kittens, which meant Nell had to spend some time coaxing them out of hiding and petting them. Which, honestly, was probably very good for her blood pressure.

Covent Garden Flowers was open - sans fireworks, thank you very much!