His uncertainty made her all the more determined to help him. Uncertainty did not fit him. She was not sure why she thought that, or where that thought had come from, but she firmly believed it.
No favorite flower and bright colors had her instantly thinking of her own favorite. She went towards one of the coolers and gestured to a display of vibrantly colored Gerbera daisies. The large, many colored blooms were so happy looking. They were her instant go to for any occasion. She opened the cooler and pulled an orange, pink and purple daisy from it and took them to him.
"These are my favorite. I don't think you'll find happier flowers than these. They're big and cheerful and they come in almost any color you can think of."
She paused and frowned slightly. "I should have asked what her favorite color was first. I'm suppose to try and sell you a vase, too. I won't, though. I don't like telling people where they should put their flowers. That's a personal choice. Just don't tell my aunt." Lucy really wasn't the greatest business person. She would quite happily talk someone out of buying something if she thought it was silly or give away a flower to someone she thought looked like they needed one.