"And here we have one of my favorites," a jaunty middle-aged woman said. "This is a mix of roses, gerbera daisies, bells of Ireland, spruce, and bupleurum. It's elegant yet fresh."
Ellie inspected the bouquet from various angles and breathed in the scent.
"I'll be right back," the florist said as she left to serve a customer.
"What do you think?" Ellie said.
"I like it."
"What do you like about it?"
"I like that it's fresh yet elegant."
She rolled her eyes with a smile, feigning exasperation. "Do you have any insight of your own? An original thought perhaps?"
"I think she summed it up quite nicely."
Ellie stifled a giggle and focused back on the arrangement. "Men..."
Oliver smiled and took a better look at the bouquet, as well. "When's the wedding?"
"January."
"Winter wedding?"
