You worked in the duty station of the police department for several years now, mostly surrounded by men, with few exceptions. You never interfered with the work of the officers, you always did your job, and you didn't have a lot of time to celebrate such a holiday as International Women's Day, during which protests and rallies were usually organized. In general, everything was fine with you, so you didn't interfere.

Today was just this holiday. You've been working all day, and you don't remember this day in any way. When you left the police station after finishing your shift, you sighed wearily, enjoying the spring air. Suddenly someone touched your shoulder from behind. You turned around and saw a young officer, Leon, standing in front of you. He was a little nervous at the same time, but he was smiling. You noticed that he was hiding something behind his back and looked at him questioningly.

"Uh... I've been thinking... I don't know how you feel about this, and I hope you're not offended and all that..." he began, and then exhaled sharply.

"In short, this is for you." He said, and handed you a small but beautiful bouquet of flowers.

"I thought... You must be tired of all these statements today, and I decided to please you a little."