"Jeannette, I need flowers at once!" A captain in a hurry huffed out.

"Bonjour, first. And I remind you my flowers aren't free, Gaston." The annoyed florist dryly replied.

"Alright, I'll pay you as much as you want! I really need flowers now!" He rushed her.

Jeannette folded her arms and glared at him. The hunter sighed.

"Please." He politely asked.

"Ok. What do you want exactly?" Jeannette enquired.

"Uh… I… I don't have a clue actually." Gaston realized. He had rushed in the flower shop without even knowing what he wanted. Besides, flowers weren't really his area of knowledge.

"Who is it for?" The florist asked, expecting Belle's name reaching her done ears.

"A friend. A close friend." The captain almost stuttered.

Friend? Does he mean-? She smiled.

"Is it his birthday?" She asked.

"No. I… don't think so."

Oh God. He didn't even know LeFou's date of birth. Whereas Jeannette thought it out of annoyance, Gaston was appalled by that realization.

"What do you want to tell him?" She tried to help the confused hunter.

"That… he's my best friend. The best I ever had!" Gaston slightly blushed. "That… I like him."

"I see. Why do you like him?" The saleswomen strangely wanted to know more.

"What? What does it have to do with flowers?"

"Ever heard of the flower language? Each one of them means something specific. 'I like him' is a bit vague notion. Did you have an argument?"

"What? No!"

"Did you hurt him?"

"No! Why would I hurt my best friend? What are you accusing me of, exactly?" Gaston flamed up, showing his characteristic vampire teeth.

"Hey, calm down! I just want to know why you suddenly want to actually buy flowers, for LeFou on top of that!- while you've never paid for them and always have given them to girls before."

"That's no business of yours!" Gaston grunted.

"It is if you want to make him smile!" Jeannette retorted. "I could sell you flowers that mean 'fuck you' without you have any clue about it!" She faced the wide-eyed hunter.

"Fine! What do you suggest then, Miss flower-specialist?" He gritted his teeth.

"Well, something that reflects what you think of LeFou. And since I'm not a fortune-teller, you'll have to enlighten me. What is he to you? Why is he your best friend?"

"I- ugh! I don't know! We are since we're children! It always has been that way!"

"Ok, think about him. Right now. What are the first words that come to your mind?"

"He's… perfect. He's always there for me. Always cheers me up, whatever I do." Gaston admitted. Jeannette could have sworn his covered in veins face was starting to relax and even glow. "He's a good singer, good dancer, a good cook too…" He went on daydreaming about his fluffy friend while the florist contented herself with simply nodding. "…and… as weird it can sound… a good nurse too." His fierce eyes started to glitter as his mouth formed a heartwarming smile. "He knows how to throw parties. He always supports me. I feel good with him. I know I can always count on him. And… he must be the only man who'd never done any wrong in his life." The captain cutely chuckled. "He couldn't hurt a fly!" He largely grinned.

"I remember he shot a cow."

"That was an accident! Don't you talk shit about my LeFou!" He got mad out of blue. "God, why, WHY is he still single? He deserves all the women in the world!"

"Maybe he still hasn't found… the right one." Jeannette subtly suggested.

"I hope you're right." Gaston sighed. "It's unfair to be this lovable and still remain alone."

"Like you?" She sassed him.

"Yes. Yes! Exactly like me! We both should have wives! We both deserve it!"

"Maybe he doesn't want a wife." The florist tried to find an explanation.

"Wha-? What kind of man wouldn't have a wife?" Gaston gave her a 'are you alright in your head, girl?' look.

"I don't know. I just was assuming."

"Well, don't. Don't ever assume anything about LeFou. As if you knew him…"

"Right. I think I have the matching flowers." She turned around, glanced here and there, then presented the plants she had for the smitten hunter.

There were white roses, alpine roses and sweet williams. Gaston's eyes were amazed at how beautiful and dazzling they looked. They even all reminded him of LeFou's dashing clothes. This splendid mix of pink, white and red…

"Jeannette, they're perfect!" He almost shouted as he gave her the most beautiful smile and most sparkly eyes she'd ever seen. "How much-? No! You know what? Take all my money!" He ordered as he ruffled through his pockets to find a couple of coins he slammed on her counter.

Jeannette gasped so much she thought she was going to faint. Two silver écus? With the king's face, the olive branches and the royal fleur-de-lis?

"Gas… Gaston… This is… this is way too much!" She claimed, utterly ashamed to get so much in only ONE sale.

Does he really want only flowers?

"Nonsense! You've given me exactly what I wanted. I have to pay you the right amount." The smiling hunter replied.

"Please! Take back at least one of your coins!" She begged.

"Alright! Fine! I thought you wanted to get paid!" Gaston complained as he slipped his silver écu back in his pocket.

"Well, just half-pay me then!" Jeannette retorted. "I could buy a whole cottage with that, you know?"

"Here's your chance to take a few holidays then. Thank you, Jeannette!" The happy captain smiled again before he skipped away.

White rose (you're innocent and charming), alpine rose (I want to deserve you) sweet william (you're perfect)