Yarin's POV:
"A waiter? Is his name Scott?"
"I'm not sure about that. Autumn didn't tell me. Is there something wrong with Scott the waiter?"
"No, it's just that I saw this name in the witness testimony records. Just asking casually."
While we were chatting, the ladies making the flower arrangement suddenly exclaimed, "Oh!"
Instinctively, I looked over and saw Cynthia holding a flower delicately, staring at its center as if there was something there.
"Is it a bug?" I asked. "Plants always have some of those. Don't worry, I'll get rid of it."
As I reached out to take the flower, Cynthia avoided me.
"Although I don't know what it is, I'm pretty sure it's not a bug..." She dryly said, then parted the layers of petals to reveal something at the flower's heart. "If I had to describe it, I'd say it's a Thumbelina."
