He meets Flora

Justin decided to go for a walk in his nicest casual outfit. He left the campus, and wandered around town, until he saw a florists. He had never been to one before, as he was never even close to being the type for romance, but he decided to look inside, and see who ran the place.

When he walked in, he saw a middle aged woman. Still, she was fairly attractive, and he had been hoping to find someone older. He decided to go for an old fashioned, sort of cheesy charm. "Hello," the woman said, "How can I help you?"

"Well, if it's not too much trouble..." he held out his hand, "could I have your name?"

She chuckled slightly as she grasped his hand, expecting a handshake. "Flora."

"A suitable name," he said, bowing slightly as he kissed the back of her hand, "for the loveliest flower in the shop."

She laughed again, and he realized that she was, rather than charmed, looking at him like a precocious child. "Very nice," she replied, "you must be a real lady killer."

"Oh no, I have a mortal weakness, you see." She cocked an eyebrow, and he sighed dramatically, "I cannot lie."

She laughed again, "And how is that a weakness?"

"Well, say I bought a bouquet to a woman, and told her that she was more beautiful than all of its flowers. If she asked me if I had bought her the best flowers in the shop, I would have to say no, the best flower could not be purchased. If she asked me then, if she was more beautiful than that flower, I would have to say no again."

He was cut off by Flora laughing again. "You cannot tell a lie? Then tell me, how old do you think I am?"

"Not a day over 22." he said smoothly, and she laughed again.

"Maybe I should sell you a bouquet," she suggested, "that way you can give one flower to each of your girlfriends."

"Maybe I should buy a single flower," he countered, "that way I can give it to you."

"Oh? And what flower would you like to give me? A rose?"

"Two lips." For a brief second, they stared at each other, and then she started to laugh, although it was less natural than her previous ones. "I'm not joking." he said, which silenced her.

Flora let out a breath, and ruffled his hair. She was trying to treat him like a kid, to create distance. "Loose lips sink ships."

"I've never kissed anyone before." It was half true, he supposed, his new body was a virgin. He could see her hesitating, unsure of whether to treat him like a child or an adult.