"This isn't my fault!" Val yelps, taken aback by the suggestion. "I was just as thrown by all this as you were. Last text I got from him there was no indication he didn't want to... you know. Go out with me again."

She frowns, sending out a wave of growth to the roses anyway, getting them to perk up immediately. "You might want to start spraying your roses with a soap and water combo though. You've got aphids."