Nasturtium
Roses are obviously cliché.
White lilies seem too simple and purple too bold.
Daffodils, her favorite, would be a good choice, but they would make him feel like he's just getting brownie points.
He could default to daisies, but they look a little shriveled.
Geraniums look bunchy.
Marigolds smell funny.
Black-eyed Susans look like weeds.
The tulips look wooden.
He is sure he is hyperventilating. He cannot choose a stupid flower for Bones. He should just get chocolate.
An hour later, Booth thrusts a pot of orange and pink nasturtiums into Brennan's arms. She raises an eyebrow and smiles.
