Oh ho, so you wish to know what someone's intentions were in giving you the bouquet that they did, because it was a bit unusual? Well, go ahead and tell me, or send a picture.
I can tell you. [And chide people for not making clear notes.]
[Actually, you know what? Now she's curious. Arlene deletes the message she was writing and attaches an image of coral-pink roses, displayed in a drinking glass in front of her window.]
Hmmm, they are not traditional pink. Pink would be grace, gentleness. They're the sort you'd send to someone you want to say you care about, but not 'that way.'
I've seen this color before. It's called coral. I think it's a sort of sneaky way of saying you're enthusiastic for meeting someone, or you have a desire for them. It means they want to get to know you better.
I would enjoy that. Juicy gossip is hard to come by. Just careful you don't make me jealous, heh. [A joke, but she suspected that Larxene might enjoy it, though who knew? People were unpredictable.]
Oh yes. I think I've met him before. He seems sweet, though I am pretty sure that is Italian. It has a very Latin, almost like 'quick silver.' Mother would read to me in the latin mass at times, since we could not get into church often. I wonder why they would name their child so.
I can only describe Peridot as a mad scientist. I suspect she would embrace the title with relish. We went to see a movie about a giant moth devastating Tokyo.
Chloe Bouchard Perhaps it would be a touch presumptuous in that case. Chloe Bouchard But one never knows your intentions. Chloe Bouchard First impressions are important, after all.
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