Roses Are Vanilla, You Don't Wanna Know About Violets

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Who: Wildflower.
When: Then.
Where: Here.
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Jennifer Wildflower thought deeply. She'd just seen Jay Chrysler
walk into the medibay, drop a guy on the table, moan about him and
walk out again. Why was she thinking about him so much? what was it
about his appearance, and his posture, and his eyes that was making
him the centre of her thoughts.
Wildflower stopped.
"Wait a minute," she said to herself. "Could I...nah."
She shook her head and returned to her report on the alien, Efof,
brought in by Jay Chrysler, the dashing pilot who...
She stopped herself again.
"Coffey," she spoke up.
"Yes?" asked Coffey, treating the arm of one of the crash victims.
"What's Chrysler like?"
Coffey raised her eyebrow.
"Why?"
"I don't know, he seems kinda cute. I might go and talk with him,
find out more about the guy." admitted Wildflower.
"Chrysler? Cute?" asked Coffey.
"I could say the same thing about Shakespeare," said Wildlfower.
"Point taken. He's probably outside sorting out the ship's scoop.
Remember?"
Wildflower grinned. "See you later."
Coffey shook her head and returned to the patient's arm.
Wildflower stood on the service ramp outside the ship and scouted
out for the figure of Jay Chrysler. She noticed a singular man with
a megaphone standing on a jetski and shouting orders to some various
red shirts, hard at work on creating what looked like lines out of
the Dwarf's hydrogen scoop.
"There he is," she said, before getting in one of the motorised
dinghys and powering it over to where he was. She skidded on the
water and lightly bumped Jay's jetski. He turned around to see
Wildflower sitting in her dinghy and smiling at him.
"Uh, hi Jenny. What can I do for you?"
"How's everything going?" she asked.
"Yeah, quite well actually."
"Must be exciting for Captain Niples to put you in charge of the
operation?"
"It is, but Wildlfower, what is it you want? I'm fairly busy here,
and I'm having no help at all from that high and mighty scientist."
"Well, this may sound a little forward," began Wildlfower, nervous
as anything. "But I was wondering if maybe you'd like to do
something this evening, you and I, go eat somewhere, or see a
movie?"
She bit her lip as Jay was silent, wondering if she'd scared him.
Jay's calm expression remained.
<Take it away Chrysler>
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