Octavia opened her mouth to respond with the color, when the sales-pony spoke up again.


"I assume your client wanted a particular color, for some sort of event I presume. Judging by their choice in flower, I'm guessing... Wedding?" She asked, her ears perking up and curiosity showing on her face. Octavia reeled back slightly, shocked that this mare could read her so well. Again, she opened her mouth to respond, but before she could formulate a response, the unicorn cut her off.

"Right, sorry, it's none of my business." She said, her ears and tail hanging a little lower. Octavia blinked a few times, trying to process everything. Eventually, she shook her head, as if to reset her brain.

"You spend a lot of time on your own, don't you?" Octavia asked with a chuckle.