"But what if it is?" Eddie there's a dark hint of humor to Eddie's voice. "What's Vecna compared to the horror of flowers?" He wiggles his fingers, all but moaning "ooooo" at her.

He picks up one of the boutonnières before idly flicking it back on the table. He already has chosen one, a carnation and dahlia, but it was more being a good sport rather than actually liking it.

"So what do you think of faerie prom, Buckley?"