Rose set her book down. "May I 'elp you sir?"

"I saw you at the market place today Miss." Said Judge Turpin.

"I'm sorry sir, but I don't remember seeing you." Said Rose wondering who this man was.

"Well, I was captivated by your unique beauty." He said he took a red rose from behind his back. "I picked this rose out just for you. I know it pales in comprarission to your exquisite face, but it smells sweet."

Rose tried to gasp, but was to taken back by the kind geusture. She realized she was simply staring at the rose, so she smiled up at the man as she took it. "Why, I don't know what to say. Thank you sir." She sniffed the rose. "But I'm afraid I don't know your name."

"Daniel Turpin." He said. "And yours?"

"Rose. Rose Lovett." She said. "Are you sure your not mistakin' me for my sister Johanna? She's far more beautiful than me."

"No. This flower is meant for Rose Lovett. The most beautiful girl I have ever seen." Said Daniel. "Good night. Miss Rose."

Rose watched him leave. She sniffed her flower again before setting it in a tall glass. She put it on her dresser and set on her bed. She was amazed that someone thought she was beautiful. She fell asleep with a tiny smile on her face. Until Johanna shook her awake.

"Wot 'is it Jo?" She asked sleepily.

'Who's that rose from? Is it from Anthony?" She said excitedly holding the flower in her hand.

"It's mine." Rose said annoyed. "From a man."

"Oh, how exciting! Who?"

"His name is Daniel." Rose blushed slightly. "And he thinks I'm beautiful."Johanna looked at the rose with a jelous sort of sadness. "So, how was your date?" Rose asked politely, though she didn't really want to know.

"Oh, it was lovely. Anthony's very romantic."

"Oh. Can I go to sleep now?"

Johanna giggled "Of course, sorry Rose."

Rose seemed very cheerful the next morning. She hummed to herself and seemed delighted by the rain that was pouring down that day.

"What's got you in such a mood?" Asked Sweeney with a slightly raised eyebrow.

"Oh. Nothing really." She said failing to hide her goofy grin spreading across her face.

"Your thinking about that man again?" Said Johanna more as a statement than a question.

"Well, yes." She giggled lightly.

"Good 'eaven's Rose! 'E just gave you a simple flower, not the Luna Lisa." Said Johanna.

Rose rolled her eyes. "It's Mona Lisa. Jo." She corrected. "And second, I don't get flowers from kind men that mean nothin' to me like you do. So if someone gives me a rose and thinks I'm beautiful, I'm going to be giddy."

Johanna smiled. "I'm sorry Rose. 'Ave ya fun. I guess I'm jealous that Anthony didn't do something like that." Johanna cradled her head on her hands and sighed dramatically.

"But ya said, and I quote "Anthony's very romantic" Rose smirked at her sister.

"Well, 'e is. In ways. But not "mysterious" and tells me "I-shame-the-stars" Explained Johanna. "It's complements and quiet walks on the dock kind of romantic."

Rose nodded in understanding. "Well, that be more than enough for me. You should consider yourself lucky he's taken a interest in you." Johanna smiled nervously and nodded. "Well, do you 'ave feelin's for this man?"

"Who is this man?" Asked Sweeney.

"Daniel Turpin."

Uh-oh. How's Sweeners going to react? Reviews would be awesome, They make me want to update faster!