1.1.01.01.014: flowers are not to be picked, they are to be enjoyed by everyone.

[needshumility]

[Eddie's on camera. He's grinning. This isn't meant to be public, but it isn't. He's on deck, so you can see the stars behind his head, and a greenhouse in one corner.]

Jane! Jane! JANE! [he's raised his voice. Oh no. The camera turns to some flowers - all the colours are overly bright, and quite obviously artificial, to anyone with normal sight. They're incredibly vivid, and might give you a headache if you look too long, but this doesn't seem to bother Eddie too much.]

We got a garden! [He pans across a small few beds of flowers, all in variants of vivid colours - even the leaves are a slightly unnatural green]

Brilliant. I could kiss someone.

[pause, and he realises this is public, so thinks he ought to say something.]

Um. Nobody pick our flowers. They're... there for public enjoyment.

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[needshumility.livejournal.com]

I don't think he is. I'm being careful, don't worry. I won't let him take anything off me or something like that.

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[thebestnose.livejournal.com]

[She nodded at that before remembering that she was going back.] Did you decide if you're staying?

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[needshumility.livejournal.com]

I was going to fiddle with the camera a little. And look at the flowers, so yes.

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[thebestnose.livejournal.com]

[She stepped back, taking them all in at once, and nodded.] Then I'll be back later. Show me what you've done with your camera then, okay?

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[needshumility.livejournal.com]

Shall do! [He was a little engrossed in fiddling around with things now, and trying to get the right exposure on his camera.]