James was ready to glare at the person coming out from the back, ready to complain about waiting forever, ready to... but then this little blonde girl, no, woman appeared and he found himself at a loss for words.
"Hi," he replied faintly then blinked and tried to understand what had just happened. The woman looked like someone he knew. Someone he couldn't quite place a finger on but he knew the recognition made him feel... happy. And some other feelings that he had never really associated with a woman before. Men, sure, but not with women.
"Uh," James leaned from foot to foot and looked around the shop. "I need to get some flowers... for my sister." Whatever prompted him to insist that the flowers were for a relative and not just some girl James didn't know. He looked back to the woman and seeing here there brought a smile to his face. "I'm guessing you'll be able to help me figure out what would be right for her?"