Daffy was, as always, a distractible creature. She was always starting one project and then finding another, working on the new one for a little while, then resuming the first. It was an endless cycle, but she always seemed to get done what she needed to. Daff was still nowhere near solving the mysterious broken pots in the far back of the greenhouse, but she wouldn't be surprised if Beatrice was to blame. Silly kitty, forgetting how big she was.

That mess had been cleaned up, though she had to repot a couple of the fallen plants, but everybody had survived just fine. After that she'd watered and checked on the more sentient plants and then was doing some arrangements when the bell signaled someone's arrival.

Daff popped her head out to let the gentleman know she'd be right there, then finished up her arrangement a moment or two later, which had been closer to done anyway. There was another to do and she started, before realizing she'd already forgotten about the customer. Wiping her hands on her apron, Daffy readjusted her crown of violets in her hair and ventured out into the front. "Hello," She greeted a bit breathlessly, looking up at the gentleman before her. "You're quite tall, how delightful. How can I help you?" She smiled dreamily at him, wide blue eyes taking him in for a moment.