Izzy D. came out of the back of the florist when she heard the voices of a woman and a child. The woman was stunningly familiar in a way that gave Izzy a sense of longing and nostalgia. She shook her head and smiled warmly. The little girl with the tangle of sandy blonde curls gave off an ethereal aura which peeked Izzy D's radar.<br/><br/>"Hi, what kind of flowers would you like to buy today?" she asked, coming from behind the counter. Her blue eyes were sparkling merrily under the shock of crimson (thank you, Lady Clairol) hair. Her gold hoops swung from her ears giving her a lively, vivacious air.<br/><br/>The little girl pushed her hair from her eyes with the flat of her hand and looked up at Izzy without blinking.<br/>"I like flowers," she said,, simply.<br/><br/>"Me too." Izzy answered. "Did you know that daisies could tell your fortune?" she handed the little girl a pink daisy.<br/><br/>"You pluck the petals like this and say, He loves me, He loves me not, like this." Izzy demonstrated, her black fingernails in sharp relief against the delicate flower. "and the last petal to be plucked, reveals your fortune."<br/><br/>"Hi, I'm Izzy D. owner of Magikal Arrangements. Are you a native, a transplant or a tourist?" she introduced herself to the woman.<br/><br/>"Mommy, mommy, I like the lady. Can we take her to the Steak house too?" the child tugged on her mom's jeans and bounced up and down.<br/><br/>Izzy laughed. " Well, I am hungry and I was about to close. I would accompany you to the restaurant." she addressed this to the child. but to the mother she finished with, "but when we arrive, there is no need for things to be awkward. I will just go be seated at the bar so you and your child can eat uninterrupted. Let me shut out the lights."<br/><br/>Izzy hurried to do that, came back with a large bouquet of daisies which she handed to the girl and ushered them out where she locked the door.<br/>"Shall we?" she asked and turned toward the diner.