"Excellent choice of arrangements sir. And for the card?"
What could he possibly say to her? That he squinted at her not out of displeasure but because she so lit up a room? That he shook his head when she brought up orgasms not because it was inappropriate, which it was, but in a vain attempt to keep his fantasies in check? That his absence from her day was not from a lack of feeling, but from too much? That only with an ocean between them could he forever hold his peace?
"It's best if the flowers speak for themselves."