[She watches him curiously, and then immediately recoils in surprise as the flower appears. Her eyes grow wide and her mouth drops, a few sentences started and stopped as she tries to stammer out a response.

At length she looks a bit sheepish and unsure, still staring at the flower like she can't quite believe her own eyes.] For... me? [She does like flowers... She takes it carefully, as if afraid it might shatter, and looks it over.

It was real! He just made it appear!! The music seems like dull background noise to her now] So, when you said you tried to make a flower for her... I wasn't expecting it to be so literal... [Who would!?] I didn't know you-- I mean, I didn't expect magic, I..

[She realizes, quite abruptly, that she's been rambling on a little there and smiles sheepishly again] ...Thank you, sir. Thank you very much for the gift, I'll treasure it.