She is, and she is bored!

Ino was leaning forward against the counter of her flower shop, propping herself up with her elbows, her head held in her hands as she groaned. "So boooored!" she whined. Seriously, she hadn't had any customers all day! And of course, she wasn't going on any missions, other than the occasional D Rank, which were essentially glorified chores meant to familiarize Genin with the mission structure more than anything else, as well as give shinobi in the village some work without having to leave. "I'd give half my day's paycheck just for someone to come in right now, just to have someone to talk to!" she muttered.

As if on cue, the door flew open, and Anko marched in, Hinata trailing behind her. "Hello Ino," Hinata greeted with a kind smile.

"Hello Hinata!" Ino chimed. "Ms. Mitarashi! What brings you both here?"

"Oh you know, just killing some time, and Hinata here was interested in getting some flowers for her Master!" Anko's copy remarked.

"Erm, yeah, that's right!" Hinata nodded quickly, blushing. It was amazing how natural it was to call Naruto her Master and hear him referred to as such. She really loved how Anko's magic could influence reality to make certain things normal to the general public.

"Of course, let me get to it!" Ino clapped, immediately getting from behind the counter and approaching Hinata. "So, what are you looking for?"

"Erm... I'm not sure?" Hinata blinked. Ino sighed.

"Girl, you are in serious need of a lesson in floral arrangements, no girl should not know this stuff, come on!" Ino declared, grabbing Hinata's hand, and, ignoring her protests, began dragging her around the shop, explaining the meaning of each of the flowers, and which ones complimented each other.

Anko laughed as she watched Ino drag Hinata around. This was gonna be so fun...