"I can't say I did," Dominique admits, nearly dropping the daffodils. She grins the way she would at someone quite familiar. "I'm more of a t-shirt person. Not very sexy."

She begins braiding stems together, content at the simple task. It's always nice to have something else to focus on, when you have to have a conversation with someone. Even if you're fairly certain you've known them your whole life, probably. "What about you?"