"Oh, now I understand," Riley says, his tone taking on a teasing edge. "You're only here because you want something out of me. That's fine, I get it, you want what I promised to give you. That's only fair."

He reaches out to tug at Davin's wrist, nodding toward the back to encourage his friend to follow him as he heads that way. In truth, he had put together an arrangement for Davin, and it's absolutely not because he's spent more time than he probably should have thinking about the man. Ryan had rolled his eyes when Riley had admitted that this was specifically for Handsome Irish but in spite of that, the arrangement has been sitting in the cooler for a couple days now as he'd waited for Davin to find the time to visit.

"Here," he says, opening the cooler to reach for a particular arrangement and turning around to hold it out for Davin to inspect. "This one's yours. Green button poms, daisies, and carnations, for you, Handsome Irish."