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Rotor lumbered around the cash desk and followed his customer to the side of the flower shop. A red and white bouquet, he'd asked for. He stroked one tusk pensively and eyed the selection. After a moment he reached forward and started pulling stems out of their pots.
"Okay, so we'll make that... the white carnations, a couple of stems of plain lillies... 2 red roses? Yeah, okay... d'you want two or three of these? Great, okay. Well, that takes you up to $30."
He led the customer back to the cash desk.
"Do you want these wrapped in clear cellophane or something more colourful? That one? And a ribbon? Sure," and, conscientiously, he wrapped up the bunch.
"That'll be $37.50, please," he said.
Hmm. No, I can't quite see it myself.













