[b][center][h2]Paige Kennedy & [color=f26522]Milo Ventri[/color][/h2][/center][/b]

Milo glanced over momentarily from his musings and considerations of the shop’s floral wares when he heard the sound of his voice seeing Siobhan, Paige’s taller and much younger friend. “[color=f26522]Ah, hello Siobhan.[/color]" He said with some surprise noticing her fairly particular clothing choice. He looked down briefly noticing he was still holding the arrangement of tropical flowers and gave a slight shrug. “[color=f26522]You know they’re not exactly her thing,[/color]” He said with a slight chuckle. “[color=f26522]I think she’ll like these though. Were you here for pictures only?[/color]” He said nodding towards her camera. He didn’t know a great deal about photography, but it seemed like a fairly expensive type and she tended to have an eye for detail about such things. “[color=f26522]Or were you getting something for your friend as well? Still the race driver?[/color]

It was about this time the owner of the shop appeared. He seemed slightly disheveled, but cordial though his comment about not buying flowers often seemed a bit odd. He’d bought flowers plenty of times. Ana had a careful eye for them, as good as anyone he’d ever met. Though he knew it was just an ice-breaker for a sales pitch and he apparently knew Siobhan to some extent. He looked briefly at the tattoos on the man’s forearms before making eye contact. “[color=f26522]No, not recently,[/color]” He said with a small grin. He noticed another young woman moving quickly across the store with a large bouquet of roses and felt more reaffirmed with his choice. “[color=f26522]I think, I’ve found what I came for though.[/color]” He said motioning with the arrangement he still had in hand.  

[@Pyxis][@Almalthia]