Well Gosh!

Flower looked at her hand and smiled. "Ah! Tink! What a lovely name! It's beautiful." He smiled and giggled a little. "So you are a newcomer?" 

Not by any unfortunate circumstance. She just didn’t like talking all that much. A set of parents who didn’t listen to their daughter when she begged, pleaded, and cried for them to let her stay back at Never lobotomized any sort of vocal communication out of her brain. Tink shook her head no, smiling a little. He wasn’t being rude. He was just very curious, and straightforward.

He nodded, trying to process what was going on. "Right...well...I'm Frankie, but everyone here calls me Flower. Would you mind telling me or possible writing your name down on something?" 

Her facial expression was all she could offer as an apology: a small smile and a scrunch of her entire face. She didn’t mean anything by it, truly. She was just surprised. Very few could take by surprise a very quiet girl.

Flower chuckled as he admired the girl, not saying any words to him. "Excuse me...I do not mean to be rude...but are you a mute? Nod for yes, or shake your head for no." He was very curious about this girl. 

Tink would’ve appreciated that, if it weren’t for the fact that he was a stranger that just called her hot. He and her didn’t even know each other. They couldn’t pick each other’s faces out of a crowd, or even a line-up. He was a stranger in a very strange, straightforward way.

Same man, same video.