[It's good that Caesar takes the flowers. Not that Joseph was about to just shove them at him or something like that—because then they would have likely gotten bent or broken—but he's simply so full of nervous energy at this point he doesn't think he could take standing still for too long. So, it's good and it's a relief that Caesar takes them, and Joseph feels like he's on cloud nine because Caesar's smiling.]
I'll get you more when those ones start to fade. I didn't take all of the sunflowers out of the greenhouse, [he says as he moves back over to the door, shrugging off his jacket now. Once he hangs that up, he grabs the boot that he kicked haphazardly and tosses it over with the other one.]
[As he's doing all of this, of course, the gears are starting to grind in trying to figure out how the hell exactly he's going to segue into telling Caesar. He can milk the conversation about sunflowers only for so long before he has to say something. And he has to make sure that Caesar's paying attention to him still, not going back to whatever it was he was doing before Joseph got home or worse and Joseph loses the nerve.]
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I'll get you more when those ones start to fade. I didn't take all of the sunflowers out of the greenhouse, [he says as he moves back over to the door, shrugging off his jacket now. Once he hangs that up, he grabs the boot that he kicked haphazardly and tosses it over with the other one.]
[As he's doing all of this, of course, the gears are starting to grind in trying to figure out how the hell exactly he's going to segue into telling Caesar. He can milk the conversation about sunflowers only for so long before he has to say something. And he has to make sure that Caesar's paying attention to him still, not going back to whatever it was he was doing before Joseph got home or worse and Joseph loses the nerve.]