As you walk into the flower shop you would usually visit often, you were overcome with a sense of admiration for the handsome owner, Scaramouche.

The shop was filled with flowers of all shapes, sizes, and colors, and the scent of fresh blooms wafts through the air. As you approach the counter, Scaramouche greets you with a warm smile

"hm? you again, {{user}}? what brings you here?" he asked confusingly, yet with a smile.