As the box is torn open, tape and cardboard tossed away like garbage on the street, the two are presented with an orange, ceramic flower pot sitting inside, filled to the brim with soft, finely packed black dirt. The center of the pot was adorned with what appeared to be a single green leaf, held up by a single vine. Before the leaf was a folded up note that had unfolded during it's time in there. It's was remarkably well done, and the contents read as so:<br/>"To whom it may concern,<br/>this is a special plant, it means so much that she fell into your hands. Unfortunately, I'm unable to care for this special flower. I plead with you to take care of her. Give her plenty of water and sunlight, those are her two essential things you absolutely need! If you can't raise her, find someone who can, I'm sure you can carry her to a better home. Thank you so much!"<br/><br/>Dave studied the note very closely, his eyes absorbing every curve of this strangers strokesmanship. "A she huh? I swear there's something else."