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Andrew walked by and then stopped. he as passed this booth several times, but some how failed to fully notice it. Perhaps it was because cause the School nurse didn't seem to have any prizes.

So he asked her is she was selling something.



A show of devotion? He stood there thinking about it tail flicking. it wasn't that he wanted the flowers, but maybe he could convince her to give him them? He saw it more as a challenge then anything else. She was out here after all.

(attempt 2)

"I mean if they die then you'll just have wilted flowers. They won't be much good then... then again you might like dead flowers." he bemused.

He stares down the path and thought. This really wasn't working. Maybe it he told her that he was going to give them to someone. Then he thought of someone that he might give them too. Would she like wilted flowers?

Seeing that the attempts were futile Andrew slumped away.

(pity roll)

Cricket's normally straight lined expression probably would be misinterpreted as a poker face. "Ghoul talk?" pause. "Are you saying you want to watch Soap Operas with Red and myself?" Did Selene even know the pair watched Soap Operas? Whelp, she did now.

"I can't imagine what it is you're fishing for." Then paused, looking towards the flowers Selene held. Oh. Rengath's flowers. "I see you saw Rengath." she commented dryly. Purposely so.

Eisheth's interest in her plants earned a small shrug. "Take one then. I don't mind sharing what is out in the open. What is in my greenhouse, however, is mine." Which meant she'd share those of her own volition. "Albeit, I will show you mine if you show me yours." Cricket's wicked grin would unnerve those unfamiliar with it - which basically was everybody, as the nurse didn't often emote to such... extremes.

And then there was the other Horsewoman who kept piping up, garnering a frustrated sound from the nurse. "Take something if it will keep you from constantly asking the same question over and over again."

Selene dropped all the flowers on the floor in surprise.

"You.. watch soap operas together..?" She squeaked, her mouth hanging open. She didn't know, but Jack help her, now she wanted that more than anything in the world. Her hands clasped together and she put them under her chin, giving Cricket her sweetest face.

"Could I? Please please pleaaaaaaaaaase?" She blinked big, adorable eyes up at the woman, and forgot all about what she'd come here to say.. until she mentioned Rengath. Selene let out a soft /oh!/ as she was reminded of why she'd come, and she grinned up at Cricket playfully.

"You sent Rengie flowers." Selene whispered conspiratorially. "On Scarentine's Day. Crickie, I never knew your heart yearned for another." She never knew Cricket's heart had the ability to yearn. Her eyes turned into two beating hearts. "It's so romaaantic~~"

If she'd had the capacity to grimace right then at the look on Selene's face, Cricket would have. Apparently the ghoul really wanted some ghoulie bonding time with the big ghouls or something. Not that Cricket really saw herself as a 'big ghoul' or anything like that.

"If Red says you're allowed, then sure...we normally just make a giant fort in the infirmary and smuggle a TV in there and stay up all night...." she admitted. "And it's been a marathon of catching up since she got back." After all, when Soap Operas aired for a freakin' hour five days a week and one got behind.......

well, there was a lot of catch up to do.

However, it seemed that what Selene had really wanted was to ask about Rengath. "I send him flowers every year. It's nothing." she said first, then winced. She should have denied that she'd done anything on her own behalf there, shouldn't she? Crap. "My hear only yearns for one other and that's never happening. It certainly isn't Rengath." she eyed the yellow tulips. "Those aren't exactly romantic flowers either...."

Selene melted from sheer joy. She would have to ask Red for permission, which.. would be hard, since she had trouble speaking around Red from sheer shy intimidation, but for this, she would try..

..to send her a note. Yes, yes, that would do nicely!

As Cricket chatted with the horsewoman, Selene daydreamed about watching soap operas in a fort with two women she.. wished she could call her true friends. In fact, she wished she could say with any certainty that anyone was her close friend, except of course for Moira and Malcolm. Everyone else merely tolerated her. (To his credit, Malcolm too merely tolerated her, but Selene refused to see him as anything but her closest and dearest of friends.)

She shied away from the silly, melancholy thoughts that troubled her flightly little mind and picked the flowers back up. "Silly Cricket, they are very romantic! Don't you know what tulips signify in the human world? They are a symbol of hopeless love. Ah, Crickie, you can't give up on him. Never give up on love, even if it seems hopeless." Selene sighed long and dramatically, then started plucking flower petals off of one of the flowers.

"He loves her.. he loves her not. He loves her.. he loves her not. He loves her.. he loves her not... HE LOVES HER!" She held the last flower petal up, squealing in triumph. "I just knew it! He doesn't love me after all! Cricket, you and Rengie were meant to be!"

... uh oh.

Tiny little Selene seemed to float up into the air.. (when in reality, her tail was just supporting the weight of her entire body, holding her up) and hovered right next to Cricket's face. Her expression was radiating with delight as the admission slipped.

"So you did want him." Selene whispered, giggling like a child. "And now, because he has Valen..t.. because he is a silly man, you have given up on the idea. I understand, my poor Crickie." Selene closed her eyes and nodded sagely. "I understand."

Did she?

"You need to figure out how to woo him without the use of romance."

She didn't.

Plopping back down until she was sitting on her tail, Selene crossed her legs and put her finger on her chin as she carefully thought out possibilities. "What we need, is to find out what Rengie does like. I admit I'm not really very in tune with him, but I bet if I just tried hard enough, I could find out something. And then.. then maybe.." Her hands clasped in front of her, and she sighed again.

"Ahh, Crickie." Her eyes pricked with tears. "It makes me so happy to see that someone has a chance.. at love.."

She was thinking about Arcana again. Somebody get the tissues.