Curiosity is what brings him back to the flower shop, it's busier than it was the previous day but not by much. He enters the shop this time, smiling as he looks over the flowers, if asked he was looking for a bouquet of flowers for his mother. Still, he pays attention to where the male is. As he leans in to look at a tulip, he wonders if the frail flower can feel his talons. Slowly the petals will fall.... "I wonder what'll look good with this..."
The middle of the afternoon was always the longest -- too many people coming in and trying to rush orders for their loved ones, spouses that were mad at them, mothers and fathers who had gone unloved for who knows how long... it brought out the most superficial people, for the most part. Granted, they were the ones who could fork out the most money because they were desperate for gifts and were in a rush, but Yixing could tell that this time, above all others, contained a lot of customers who never truly cared enough...
His eyes trace over to the tulip section and he notices the man from yesterday. At least he's looking at something today. Yixing thinks, quietly muttering 'excuse me's' and 'sorry' to people he accidentally bumps into on his way to the other side of the store. "Excuse me, sir." He says to the man, donning a bright smile and speaking in the best Korean he could muster (far from perfect, but at least understandable). "Find everything you're looking for today?"