Whatever Gretchen was going to say was drown out by Salome, who squealed and tackled him over the flowers. She has just enough self control not to totally crush them when she kisses him quickly. It doesn't matter that her grandmother is right there, she's just so excited to see him, she's always excited to see him, he really lights up her day. Taking the flowers, she presses her nose into the blooms and inhales deeply. "Oh, Hiro, they are beautiful! And Daisies! Thank you, oh Thank you!"
Pulling back she offers the bouquet of flowers to her grandmother who is looking rather amused at their reactions to each other. She takes the flowers and puts them in a vase of water. "Yes, child, they are beautiful. Don't tackle the poor man, let him sit."
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Date: 2008-07-13 11:29 pm (UTC)Pulling back she offers the bouquet of flowers to her grandmother who is looking rather amused at their reactions to each other. She takes the flowers and puts them in a vase of water. "Yes, child, they are beautiful. Don't tackle the poor man, let him sit."