"Aw, come on Mac, they're beautiful! Don't tell me you don't like them."

Stella had a huge grin on her face and raised an eyebrow on the confused looking Mac. They were at a small florist's and she was bent over a flower stall, nuzzling everything that got in a nose distance.

"Sure Stell. Just tell me one thing: why was it so important to bring me here?" Well, 'bring' was a strong euphemism for what happened exactly. They had just finished processing a scene and were walking back to the car, when out of a sudden Mac discovered that Stella, who was bouncing up and down and talking the whole day was suddenly very quite. He looked at the side and was shocked to discover that she had apparently disappeared. He had no time to think though, as someone grabbed his arm and the only thing he felt was that he basically flew into a small, cold shop.

"Ah well.." She can feel a soft pink creeping up on her neck. "You remember that Lindsey found out when my birthday was…"

"Yes.." It was one of the few times Mac had no idea how Stella's brain works. Her birthday was in late December, Lindsay was somewhere around June and it was only the beginning of January. He was pretty sure that she was not buying something for Lindsey..could it be a late present to herself?

"Yea, so she gave me this wonderful plant, it's called Amarilis. A gorgeus one it was…" Stella went quiet, but Mac felt the little stress on the last word.

"It was? You did water it right?" Mac asked with caution. He had a vivid image of the plants in her apartment. Or the once-been-plants, so to say.

A proud smile appeared on Stella's face "Two times a day! It was hard not to forget but I did good!"

Mac had to suppress his laughter. She was head over heels with every plant she saw but she was very far away from being green fingered.

"So Lindsey is coming over tonight, but the Amarilis looks strange for some reason" Stella continued with a confused expression. "You think it's possible that it doesn't like the climate of my apartment? The whole place is too cold for a mediterranean flower."

"I think that you were a bit enthusiastic about watering it" Mac said, checking out a small tag on a pot. " This one here says that the Amarilis only needs watering 3 times a week.."

"Ohh…so I basically rotten it, right?"

Mac did not answer, just picked up a plant and payed for it.

They were already walking on the street, when Stella spoke:

"Did you notice that people smile at us? It must be the Amarilis. Flowers make everyone happy"

"Or they simply like the pollen on your nose…"