This scene was written in response to a prompt from my advisor at school. The prompt was to write a scene with two people sitting at a table with a flower on it, and there is an issue between them of which they never speak of directly. I'm sure you can tell what's in my head right now that influenced what I chose to do here. I'm not in love with it, I think it's a bit generic, but this is the first unedited draft. I might work on it more later to make my point a little more sharply made.