Laurel Lance (i_crylikeabird) wrote in we_coexist, @ 2011-02-14 17:17:00 |
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Entry tags: | dinah lance, zoe washburne |
Roses are Red, Violets are Blue (Open to any and all who need flowers)
As a single woman, Dinah wasn't a huge fan of Valentine's Day. It brought up memories of Valentine's past and how those had been spent with Ollie. It created a looming artificial deadline to figure out feelings, define relationships, etc. And despite the fact that her glimpse into Harry's soul was close to her thoughts at all times, Dinah wasn't ready to ask herself why. It was easy enough to write that off as just a side effect of the soulgaze.
As a crimefighter, Valentine's Day was even worse. It was the day with literally the largest number of domestic disturbances, and unfortunately those were hard to prevent, hard to intervene. Hard to see.
But as a florist, Valentine's Day was the best day of the year. Dinah arrived at the Sherwood Florist one hour before opening and relished the idea of losing herself in the flurry of order-filling, deliveries, floral arrangement. Of helping others celebrate love and show love. This was the day that she had always planned for year round in previous incarnations of the shop (and, of course, when it was her Mother's shop.)
Half an hour before opening, Dinah turned around to a counter that had previously been bare of anything to see a gigantic spread for the personal ads. She frowned and moved it aside for the counter space.
When her phone began to blink with voicemails, Dinah checked it without question. She made a face at the rather vulgar message from someone named Bob. And then there was another message. And another. All from men she didn't know.
"What in the..." Dinah began, and snatched up the paper, which had replaced itself on the counter when she wasn't looking. She scanned through the ads until her eyes fell on the one that had to be hers.
"What the hell?" she muttered to herself, blood rushing to her cheeks. "I would not settle for emotionally unavailable!" she exclaimed indignantly. "...again," she added in a quieter voice."
Dinah made a noise of disgust and shoved the paper aside again. She didn't have time for this.
She finished up her last-minute preparations as the rest of the staff arrived, and then flipped open the Open sign to signal that the shop was open for business.
OOC: I know that most flower shop transactions would be brief, but I figured there's room for interaction between customers on the way in and out, and if anyone would like deliveries, just leave a comment here 'calling' them in. Also, anyone who wants to visit Haku or Dinah would be stopping in here today as well :)