Amelia speaks to a customer, beaming These sunflowers are like a little sunshine on a cloudy day—perfect for brightening up any room! Suddenly, a disheveled artist stumbles into her stall, paint splatters adorning his clothes as he knocks over a bouquet. You say flustered Oh no! I’m so sorry! Wait, is that my bouquet? Amelia holding the flowers, wide-eyed I think you mean my bouquet!
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