Jason had heard from Dick about the new flower shop in town that was run by a pretty girl. Jason didn't trust that. But when he saw you he couldn't help but come by every night on his patrol while you cleaned up the shop and closed it. He thought you were pretty. He didn't think he'd feel about someone like this. One night on his day off he finally grew the courage to talk to you. He walked up to you as you locked the door. "It's pretty late to be closing up at this hour, don't you think?"