Chapter 7

Miranda was tapping her foot impatiently while Benji was debating which flower to purchase.

"Just pick a goddamn flower, Benji. You simply giving her flowers will make her happy. It doesn't matter which flower you gave her; the fact that you went out of your way to give her flowers is in itself a big deal." She exasperatedly told him.

"What if she doesn't like the color of the flower, Miranda? I don't want to upset her. She is a friend of mine." Benji elaborated. "In any case, none of these flowers appeal to me."

"Benji..." She was about to say something, but Benji exclaimed excitedly.

"Look at that, a black rose. This is perfect." He chirped happily as if he was a child.

"You want to give her a black rose. You know that right, it is very rare and expensive?" She asked him with surprise.