Michael smiled regardless of the shaky wellbeing of his friend. He was doing him a favor in the long run, honestly.
Not really acute to Terry's otherwise occupied anxiety, Mandy answered uncertainly, "Interesting, peculiar?" she supplied, which was a gray area in between.
"Nonsense, Mandy love," Michael remarked, "It's either you-liked-it-good or it-was-a-terrible-thing-bad."
Shaking her head, Mandy rolled her eyes, "No, Michael. It's peculiar, because there was nothing important attached or even a return-to-sender address, just a small, odd note," she answered, scrunching her nose.
"Ohhh," Michael resounded, nearly painfully obvious, "Like a love note?" he leaned forward on the palm of his hand.
"Was it pretty heart-moving? I bet you were surprised."
"Surprised because the note was utter clutter," she said flatly.
"Oh," Michael looked downtrodden. He was sure the play on plant terminology and such would tickle her pink.