"Jack, I'm serious!" She would have swatted it out of his hand, but she already had enough distractions at night without itchy welts keeping her up. "The sentiment is greatly appreciated, truly, but you're holding what is essentially a poisonous weed and I can see the rash forming on your hand." How it wasn't already itchy, she couldn't know.

"Really, it's very sweet." She tried to appease him, even though she knew he was likely teasing her, simply because he was going to be miserable as soon as the itch kicked in. "You know I love to see you with or without flowers." She added, quite sincerely, with a wide smile. Daffy had always enjoyed Jack's company, he was easy to be around, so she obviously didn't want for him to be injured in any capacity, even by a flower.