[ooc: dated to the morning of the 17th.
When the SFC clicks on, he looks... melancholy. Which, granted, isn't an unfamiliar sight to anyone who knows him well enough, but it's quite the opposite of his usual cheerfully fake self.]
Salon's closed for today.
[A pause, before he then adds-]
... Does anyone know where I can buy flowers?
[He can't
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