"Someone's got an admirer," Graham teased, when Ruby finally made her way back into the bullpen.
"What?" Ruby asked as she trudged tiredly to her desk, her booted feet thudding heavily against the tile floor.
Graham smirked. "Madame Mayor brought you flowers."
Ruby glanced down at her desk and every ounce of color in her cheeks promptly fled when she saw the vase sitting there, the flowers still beautiful and bright and perky. The flowers that she had intended for Regina. It didn't take a genius to get the message that Regina had hoped to send. Ruby definitely took the hint. Your gestures of kindness are not wanted. She let herself fall into her chair and made a pitiful sound as she slammed her head down on her desk.
"Whoa, hey, don't hurt the desk," said Graham, pulling a face at his friend. "What's the matter?" he asked.
"Those flowers are not from Regina," Ruby said, voice slightly muffled.
"Huh?"
Ruby reluctantly lifted her head and repeated herself. "Those flowers are not from Regina."
"She delivered them herself."
"Yeah, maybe, but not because she was trying to be sweet. These are flowers that I sent her. Today. I had Sidney bring them to her. I guess she didn't want them."
"Aw, Rube," Graham said quietly. "I'm sorry. I didn't know."
Ruby shrugged. "It's okay. I'll just... have to try something else."
"There you go. Don't give up. She'll come around."
"You really think so?"
"She'd have to be an idiot not to."
That brought a smile to Ruby's lips, even as she plucked one of the petals from a red flower and muttered, "She loves me not."