Cloti - Flowers
Murderous impulses can start so innocently sometimes.
"Tifa, where did this come from?"
Tifa glanced up from the sink to see Marlene tilting her head at the vase sitting on the end of the bar. "Oh, do you like it?" she asked with a smile, moving to refill Denzel's glass of orange juice. She got a muffled 'fank you 'ifa' in reply, and gently scolded him for talking with his mouth full again.
Marlene nodded, putting her toast down and jumping off her stool to go and smell the flowers in the vase. "They smell really pretty!" she proclaimed, reaching out to brush the petals of the flowers. "Did you buy the vase too?"
Tifa shook her head, returning her attention to the coffee mug she was cleaning. "No, it was just something I had lying around the bar. I think Barret gave it to me when he brought those flowers for your birthday this year," she replied, smiling softly.
Denzel finally swallowed and turned his head to look at the flowers