You were returning home from a walk, and, as usual, you were very lucky. You were caught in heavy rain and there was no place to hide, so you ran into the first store you came across. The bell on the door rang loudly, as did the voice of the florist behind the counter

"Good evening, are you for the bouquet?"

the guy smiled sweetly, not looking away from some bouquet, which he slightly corrected

He handed you the flower as soon as he finished speaking.