Doku eyes the note on the door reading Closed for Lunch, but tries it anyway. Pleased to find it unlocked he holds the door open for Goujun. "And this is where I work"

Goujun moves easier now, nearly healed enough that he is unencumbered by pain when he walks. He looks around the floral store with a sense of awe, and wonder at all the flowers contained within. He steps past Doku, and begins to slowly wander the aisles of flowers and plants. He pauses here and there, touching a petal, smelling a blossom. He seems to blend in with all of the foliage, truly in his element here.

Doku decides this was definitely a good idea as he closes the door behind him, looking around for any sign of anyone else. Not seeing anyone he just stands back and watches Goujun, not an unplesent task at all. Now that he's becoming more pain free his natural grace is coming back.

Goujun moves around ths shop, continuing to look at the plants, and enjoying the serenity of the shop in it's rare unoccupied moments. "Lovely, simply... exquisite..." he says, pausing to look at the orchids, and leaning in the hothouse to smell them. "I could live in a house full of flowers I think..." he says, then turns to look coyly at Doku. "Wouldn't that be something? To live in a house that is an atrium, or greenhouse..."

Doku says, "It might get a bit muggy, but I know what you mean. They are beautiful. If you see some you like, we can get them to bring back to the apartment." He just hopes he doesn't get asked too many questions about them, he may be able to tell a rose from a fern, but he's not exactly a plant expert yet.

Goujun smiles at Doku, while still fingering the leaf of a large rubber tree. "If I were to find enougn money, we could BUILD a house, a house where we could have as many plants as these!" he says, excited by the prospect. His oddly colored eyes light up with desire, passion. "We could, couldn't we Doku? If we had the money?" To heck with a few plants, he wants the greenhouse effect.

Doku chuckles "I suppose we could, yes" Part of him is thrilled, and part worried by Goujun's use of we. Less than a week and already he's making long term plans, probably not even thinking about it. What if something were to happen?

Goujun turns from Doku, looking at the plants again. "Lovely... lovely things. So alive, so beautiful..." he muses, as he wanders around and around the store. When he at last reaches Doku again, and stands close to him. "Tell me Doku, what do you do when you are here?" he asks, eyes full of curiosity and wonder. "Are you in charge of the shop?"

Doku laughs softly "No, I'm not. I'm fairly new here in fact. I make deliveries in the pink golf cart you saw earlier, and sometimes help out if there's a big crowd in the shop. It can get pretty wild..." He's quite thankful for the store being closed at the moment, it's possible that Goujun's striking appearance could startle the customers. Though it's a lot more likely that they'd traumatize him.

Goujun smiles politely, "You will soon be a man of importance and influence here Doku, I sense that..." he says then drapes an arm around Doku's shoulders, "You are a great man Doku-san. You saved my life... I know that... You have great power..." he says, moving his face close to Doku's staring him in the eyes with his own and speaking in a soft voice filled with confidence, and laced with his odd, delicate accent.

Doku blushes, not sure what to do with the praise. "I don't know, I mean I don't know much about flowers or running a buisness. Before I came here I was just a bodyguard of sorts...."

Goujun removes his arm from about Doku's shoulders and folds his over his chest. "Interesting line of work," he muses. "I have the feeling I did no menial labor before." he says with a cocky smile, "I have looked at my hands while I rested, and they are delicate and unmarred for the most part. I wonder what lies in my past in the way of a profession?" he says, then looks to the door as a group of girls gather, and press their faces to the glass, gaping at him, and Doku.

Doku says, "It could have been anything I guess." He follows his gaze, looking at the gathering crowd. "Ah, the usual band of predators is here.... Since there's no one else here, I'm not about to reopen the shop" No need to subject Goujun to them quite this soon.

Goujun blinks, and looks from the girls to Doku, confused. "Predators? They are mere girls!" he laughs. "Surely your love of men does not stem from a fear of females?" he says, teasing.

Doku says, "I do not fear females. I do, however, enjoy not having my ears tugged on, me markings pokes at, my clothes felt, my pants unzipped, and bits of hair snipped off" Not that the last has happened to him, but it's a possibility.

Goujun looks shocked, and entirely surprised by the wickedness perpetrated by the girls here. "Well, they need to be taught boundries and manners I say." he announces in a regal, commanding tone. "They had better not try any of that rubbish on you or me! I will take action swift and decisive if they make such a move." he proclaims, complete with a pounding of his fist on his chest.

Doku can't help it, he laughs. "They're girls, Goujun. And they're customers, you can't rough up the customers. If anyone was in any serious danger it would be different. As it is, they can get away with it as long as they actually buy something once in a while. Think of it as them showing their appreciation..."

Goujun narrows his eyes, and then links his arm with Doku's, making a great show of this for the audience outside, then leads him towards the back of the shop. He tosses his head hautily, sending his white hair cascading over his back and shoulders. "Well, they are not MY customers, so I am not required to tolerate such rabble..." he snorts as he leads Doku to the orchids, to show him his favorites.