"A perfect dessert," Euterpe agreed, taking both but her gaze lingering on the flowers. "Hmmm, I'll have to see if I even own a vase for these. Come on through." She headed back out to the kitchen so that he could follow, and then put the flowers and whiskey down on the bench while she began looking through the tall kitchen cupboards. She was sure she remembered putting some sort of vase away in here long ago.
While peering behind different doors she asked, "how has your week been?"