"Well, clearly no one is awesome as I am," Riley answers, lifting his chin proudly, though there's that part of him that wonders how the hell a guy like Davin could end up as someone who'd never once been the recipient of flowers. It seems like a no-brainer of a gift, he's never seen a bouquet fail to make someone smile and if he's honest, he's really glad to see Davin grinning the way he is now. It's not a crush, that's not allowed because Davin's not on the market...

But maybe it's also a little bit of a crush. Riley doesn't think he can be blamed, though. Cute Irish guy with a fox? That's just unfair.

"I'm glad you like them, though, I'm going to be very offended if you don't take care of them well enough to let them live forever."