[ Molly can't stop smiling when watching Fjord and hearing that warm, kind voice with the upperclass lilt that made him curious. He toys a bit with one of his horn jewelry, feeling like he should say something... but finally letting it go for now. He had to put it in Fjord's ball court for now, or he might come off as being shitty to workers, not matter how interested the guy seemed to be. ]

Thanks, Fjord. I'm sure I'll stop by again for... flowers.

[ Fuck, he wants to climb this man like a tree. ]

Give my regards to the owner, and... I'll be in touch. About anything else.