Elizabeth crouches down on the grass of her flower bed, she stares down making sure not to kneel on any of her beloved flowers. She slowly begins to trim the excess leaves off of the small rose bush, while humming a small tune.
"Flowergirl! Ya would never believe who I just rescued." She looks up from the petals and focuses her gaze upon Brutur, noticing the wooden mug held in his hand loosely and crumbs of bread in his beard. She sighs and continues to work as he recites his grand adventure. She looks up once more only to wrinkle her nose as she watches him pick crumbs out of his beard and eat them. She slowly begins to work once more unaware of him walking away.
Elizabeth slowly stands herself up and pats the dirt off of her dress just in time to hear Viktor shout, "Flowergirl! Customers are here!" She lets out a small breath of air and closes her eyes for a few moments before quietly shuffling to the entrance of the tavern.
