"So spill the news, who gave you the flower? I want to know so I tell you something."
"Nova gave it to me and I think he likes me."
"Oh, well he should know that yellow is a bad color on you, maybe a black rose or a set of small moonflowers would be better. It would fit better with your light hair. Yellow makes you look diseased."
I had to blink at her, because she took it extremely better than I thought.
"Who are you and what did you do to my Joy?"
She flipped me off.
"Dick, I had fashion lessons from my mother growing up."
I had forgotten that her mother was an incredible tailor. I also forgot that her mother was originally from Silvermine.
"So you are not mad?"
She started to create what looks like a scarf. She looked so calm while she worked on it.
"Nope, why would I?"
"You said that you liked him and then he gave me a flower."
