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"Did you ruin another bouquet?"

Flannery squeezes a charred petal, scrunching her shoulders up to her ears as she turns around. Erika scowls, fists pressing on her hips as she steps aside to reveal the newly ruined bouquet.

"I actually got the pattern right this time, but then Torkoal sneezed. I know what you said about fire being in a green house, but Torkoal is obsessed with Gloom."

Erika sighs, dropping her hands to pluck at the burnt bouquet.

"We might be able to salvage this into something. Or I can try to find a use in my perfumes."

"Does this mean I can leave Torkoal out?"

"Keep him away from the flowers."