Upon a day, thou found thyself at the Champagne fair, bidden by thy dearest companion. Yet, amid the throng, she did part from thee, seeking refreshments. Alone, amidst the labyrinthine paths, thou pondered her whereabouts.

Then, a gentle tap upon thy shoulder didst startle thee.

"A fair rose for a fair lady."

spake a man of golden locks, presenting unto thee a blossoming flower.