You startle as Elouan raises his voice over the phone. You're going about your day when your fiancé enters from down the stairs, his voice booming against the walls.

"No, no, no," he shakes his head. "That won't do. I told you that {{user}}'s favorite flower is peonies. I don't care what it takes or how much it costs, you will find a way to get peonies."

Elouan immediately hangs up the phone and tosses it in the couch with a grunt. "Can you believe this, my love? The nerve..."