"That's me. Can I help...?" Seraphina Sterling trailed off as she watched the staff member scurry outside. He returned, struggling to carry in a massive bouquet of red roses, and she was suddenly at a loss for words. 'There have to be hundreds of them, right? And I feel for the delivery guy. With his slight frame, how on earth did he get such a huge bouquet all the way from the flower shop? What an ordeal!'
"Sterling, could you please sign for this? A gentleman ordered six hundred and sixty-six red roses for you!" the staff member said, considerate enough to have a pen ready. "I just need your signature on the order slip."
