Zoey gave a small smile, "Ah, lucky you. You'll be out of here in no time." She stepped out through the door, Rose let go of her hand, taking off at the sight of a butterfly giggling, "Look Zoey! This one looks like you, when you shift." Young Rose followed after the butterfly. Zoey smiled as she watched Rose. Zoey then turned to Paul, "This is the garden, the mistress loves flowers so whatever you do try to keep your fire away from here." Zoey gestured toward the hundreds of flowers, small bushes, and trees. Zoey herself had helped in planting some.