He took her hand, giving it a practiced shake - firm, but not overly so, his fingertips drifting light over her palm as he withdrew. His smile was small but sincere. "I'm looking for a gift for my girlfriend," he said. "Not for any particular holiday or event, just..." At her gesture he glanced again around the room, taking in the myriad available wares. He gave a small, self depreciating laugh. "Making up for lost time, I suppose. I'm not usually given to gestures such as these."
It was a rare thing for Navid to feel even remotely out of his element, but he certainly did now. He shifted his weight, one foot to the other, his mind working at a furious pace as his dark gaze alighted upon first one skillfully designed, minimalist arrangement, then another. "Roses seem cliché, don't they?" he mused. "She'd want something colorful, I think, and not overly busy." Laughing quietly, he added, "Nothing funereal."