<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=161787.msg7817212#msg7817212">Quote from: Vladimir valentine on 03-03-2013, 18:16:50</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><strong>september 4th, 2012</strong><br/><br/>"Hi Greg, come on in." She opened the door for him to enter. Her hair looked like it was still damp, and she was wearing her pajamas. Clearly all she had planned tonight was tutoring. "here, put your bag on the table. Are those for me?" She asked blushing a little, she didn't expect him to bring her flowers. She thought it was sweet, but unusual. She lead him over to the table, she had a few note books. Most of the note books were sketch books, but there was a math one. "Here I'll get a vase for those." She headed off to the kitchen and began to fill a vase with water.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>"Um, uh, yeah," Greg started.  "Yes, um, I, uh, brought it for you."  Greg did as he was told and put his bag on the table.  "You, um, like them?" he asked hopefully, as he sat down at the table, feeling weak at the knees.