Dutch isn't even sure why she's here. Flowers aren't an entirely unfamiliar concept but they don't grow in Westerley. The environment is too dry, too toxic so sometimes the splash of colors is enough to stop her in her tracks.

Matthew's loss is still heavy on her heart and she finds she needs something to take her mind off of him and how that hurts. The color and fragrance of flowers is something that isn't alcohol so she'd stepped in and wandered around.

"It's no bother," she says once the girl behind the counter looks up. "I haven't been in here before and the flowers caught my eye. They're beautiful."