Just so you know, when it does happen it's not Kavinsky I'll be going after, now that I know your master plan. [He grabs the plant and puts it in, anyway.]
[He leaves the cart and starts searching, before an arrangement catches his eyes. It's stunning to him, and fitting in the mid-autumn blaze of Virginia, at least to Adam. Bright red petals tinged with yellow at the edges. He reaches out to touch one almost reverently, and beneath his fingers he can feel some part of it respond. He looks at the tag and motions to Gansey.]
[Gansey comes over, watching the way Adam looks at the plant with reverence. It's another difference he's picking up. Adam's always been quiet, but this is a different kind] Now those are really something. I highly approve.
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These ones. Gaillardia. Blanket flowers.
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