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Thank you to the members of the botany department for helping me to find a place to purchase cattleya orchids on short notice. Life would be slightly easier if I was less picky about my flower meanings, I suppose.

And, while I'm here, the drama department students are taking suggestions for next year's shows. If you haven't made a suggestion already, consider what you'd like to see performed.

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Only moderately?

It's nerves. I'm no good with my social life.

Neither am I, to be completely honest. You're hardly alone there.

But you have a pure soul and a great sense of kindness and goodnaturedness on your side. I can't imagine anyone disliking you.

Then you would be very surprised. While your flattery is...kind, I do not think myself very well-liked.

Really? Am I that far off?

Apparently so, yes.

I think you have an excess of modesty.

The only thing I have an excess of are people that don't like me.

Those people are dumb.

Why are you so insistent upon this?

I would rather see you happy than sad.

I am hardly unhappy.

But you are down on yourself.

...and?

You don't deserve it, you're amazing.

You don't know that.

Yes. Do too.

Shouldn't you be more concerned with whoever you're giving those flowers to?

Don't tell me I can't wish for happiness for my friends as well.

I am no one you need to worry about.

You're my friend.

And I would vastly prefer being left to take care of myself, thank you.

No. Suffer and rot under my overwhelming, overbearing care. I will send you flowers that you will have to look up the meanings of every day, along with fruit in care packages.

...Are you sure you've never met my father?