Shiemi was at work. And had been since early this morning. She had never realized Valentines Day was so much WORK. There were still stacks of orders to get out, lots more to build, and a truckload of flowers for EASTER had just arrived and needed tending to, preferably not where near the shamrocks that were due in a few hours.

In addition, the phone was ringing off the hook. Apparently they were the only florist who could deliver to multiple universes and planets? Who knew: "Yes mam, I understand, but... No ma'am, I am not refusing to serve you. I would never refuse someone flowers."

One alumni in particular had in fact been taking up a lot of her time today with multiple calls and last minute orders.

"But... No ma'am, I understand you're having a special guest. It's just that those flowers together in an arrangement like that, they can act as a curse and... Yes they are very pretty flowers, but it's what they... No ma'am we definitely do have them on hand. and in those colours. No I don't know who you are. Ah. ok. That's a very nice list of names!" Shiemi totally had no idea who the woman was. "Well, what if ma'am came into the store to see the arrangement first? I could show you what I... Oh. An uncharted desert island, I see." Shiemi sighed and took up her pencil again and began marking the order. It almost felt like she was casting a spell already. "Then this fourth one will be for delivery?"

It was going to be a late night. The countdown to Valentines Day said:



And a huge handmade potato-stamp sign on the window said:



Shiemi was probably going to be at the store all night trying to get orders ready, so... yeah. Flowers.